SENTINEL POETRY
ONLINE MAGAZINE MONTHLY  ISSUE #11 OCTOBER 2003  ISSN 1479-425X

Contents

JOSEF LESSER
Six Poems

OBIORA UDECHUKWU
About The Poet

Poems from Portraits and Landscapes

Poems from What The madman Said

SUNDRA
Interview: My E-Conversation with Sundra by Nnorom Azuonye

Six Poems

LINKS
Notes on contributors

Past issues

Home

SUNDRA


Trying not to smile

Discovered my first wrinkle
etched in the belly of my eye
like the lines I carry in my hands.

It stares at me stubbornly
with a look that says:
"I ain't going anywhere"

Terror breaks out like laughter
as I remember the first time
I noticed my parents getting old.

The permanence of it
the certainty of it
the knowledge that one day
the backs of my hands
will be humped with veins
and my breasts will meet my belly
in a mutual exchange.

It's then that I hear itů
Did you hear it?
Yes, I definitely heard it.

The voice of reason -

Wrinkles - what wrinkles?
I'll have imprints
sketching a roadmap of my life
whilst I collect truths and wisdom
like exquisite jewels.

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