Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Jeltje Fanoy #21 th many sleepless nights (1990s)

th many sleepless nights, in
th children's room


deconstructing,
what I might have become


well, you know, there's always
th friendly hotel, just down th road


but they remembered the child that
remained, th nervous 12-year old,


and with their own children
leaving, living away


and there's always th attic,
or just th couch in th lounge, but they


remembered th time, th reckless departure

4 comments:

  1. nice, are these old poems or poems written from memories?

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    1. I always seem to be writing migration poems... they are very much on th surface

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  2. Very fine, Jeltje. Stories & poems dancing together. I like them very much.

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