Late Autumn Light
How was that last view of the garden
in late autumn light, your last cup of tea
still warm in your hands?
Were you aware of what was out there
when last you drove the hair from your face,
a pin half-stitching your mouth?
The house is different now, they say,
no doubt divested of your style –
although I know your blood will move
again about its rooms – coursing
with the spirited, joyful limbs
of a child.
Joel Scarfe’s poems have featured internationally in magazines and periodicals such as The Moth, TLS, Gravel, Finished Creatures, Interpreter’s House, South Bank Poetry, and Gravitas. He lives in Bristol UK with the Danish ceramicist Rebecca Edelmann and their two children.
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