A Scientific Family: Fourteenth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 30 Sep 2017 in Art, Poems
A Scientific Family: fourteenth Tattersby

 

The Folly

Tattersby

 


 

A Scientific Family

 

You won’t

Until the sun finds its moment

Steadfast tick of bodies set in motion

Until the turning earth has lost its math

And the red eye blinks at the black-rimmed gorge’s gap

You won’t have seen night fall

From the cockpit of an aeroplane

You won’t have seen night fall

 

I’d passed by any chance to make an observation

I’d thought, when the work was done, I might

Come to pass the time of day in a deck chair

Lucille I likely saw there…it could not have been Fiona

Not really visiting this notion

I want now

(You seem a kind and patient man)

To say a thing. I have been thinking of appearances.

 


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A Scientific Family: fourteenth Tattersby

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Utter Blame: fifteenth Tattersby (excerpt)

 

 

 

 

 

 

(copyright 2017 Stephanie Foster)

 

 

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