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Craig Sherborne

'Ice House' a poem by Craig Sherborne

May 2006, no. 281 01 May 2006
It’s before I got the wandering eye.I daydream I’ve already left:without her each morning I’d be able to wake,stretch in bed-warmth, blink used to light, not liefeigning sleep in case she cradles my back,her lap flexing for my elbow to liftto take her arm onto my chest. I keep stilluntil she shadow-dresses upon the wall. ... (read more)