The Cherita, Book 2, July 2017

Issue:  "No Sat Nav...No Map...No Regrets"


looking behind

there is no trace
of you

no footfalls
announce your presence,
but when I close my eyes, you come



rest yourself

the time will come
for fightsongs

when jealous gods come courting,
do not be tempted
to lay your body down



in the old dovecote

throaty coos
of pigeons echo

I call out
your name,
for the first and last time