Poems 2021

Upon seeing a matryoshka doll

On Arbat Street

At the back of the shop

It was tight to twist

 vaguely fragile

Perhaps her name was Svetlana

Wearing the dust as an extra layer

Each sharp turn revealing a hidden frame.

Each cadaver was slightly less imposing

Better than photographs

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1 Response to Poems 2021

  1. p_branson@sky.com says:

    Welcome back Gary’swordz!!!

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