Jagged

Photograph – Copyright Dan Wesker 2009

Jagged

Today I saw them both
in a photograph. Him
the new king, back
resting against
a hard won throne.

Her face cross-hatched
with worry, wearing
pretty pink eye-shadow
and a smile meant
only for pictures.

I still have the bouquet,
hardened to darkness,
its shadow jagged
as a dancer. Red
as the cry of first sex.


Poem – Copyright Naomi Woddis 2009

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6 Comments

  1. I love the way that this poem is about two images, the one we can see and the one that’s reported to us,the shadow linking them.

  2. Wow, I get this. It is very moving. I love the flower imagery (can’t spell!!) I have had those flowers before, darkened and hardend reminders so that was very poinient (still can’t spell..oopsies) you are very talented Naomi.

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