honeymoon over
in their suitcases
traces of confetti
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Patricia Prime
Patricia has recently retired from teaching after 30 years, and now devotes some time to the reading recovery programme at her local school. She is the co-editor of the New Zealand haiku magazine Kokako and reviews editor of the online magazine Stylus. She writes short stories, poetry, reviews and articles, and likes to write collaborative poems with other poets.
Contact Patricia: pprime at ihug.co.nz.
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dedicated to stan:
suitcases by the door
his clothes on the floor …
honeymoon is over
dedicated to stan:
suitcases by the door
his clothes on the floor …
honeymoon is over
wedding finery
his clothes on hers
in the hotel suite
winter afternoon, a sunday
she leaves the bedroom
he says, “by the way…”
in her hand, she returns with a beer
honeymoon over
new apartment
she bruises her shins
against his suitcase
bruised feelings
new words of affection …
love vacates the (premises)
new apartment
from his little black book
she rips several pages
an autumn downpour ///
through the door
she hears his confession
telling herself
not to look back at the past
she prepares rump steak
late autumn meal for two
neither plate is eaten from …
alone
I think we’ve about done our dash with this one. It’s been fun. Would you be happy for me to send it as a sequence to paper wasp (Aus).
Pat
pat, it would be an honor
“a gift for all seasons”; to patricia prime
time of thanksgiving
the tree seems bare …
fear of the approaching year
my winter
the best lacks being material
eternal joy
her extended friendship