Thursday, January 26, 2017

Claine Keily #55 Ashes

She rarely wears high heels now
or dreams of dinner
in Manhattan
instead she drinks whiskey
beside a cabinet
in which are kept
her lover's ashes

In bookshops tiny
she insists
on dancing a tango
before she writes poetry
on the sidewalk
where it is ignored
by the passing strangers


  1. delicate poem, and I appreciate that you describe her as a woman still keeping some kind of dignity! Thanks!

  2. Thanks Beatrice I had not really seen that aspect to it. Thanks for your feedback once again. It is very insightful.


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