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MOON-SEARCH
By
Mandy Pannett
Knocking on
doors again, Pierrot?
Whatever
made you, in cathedral light,
guess that
a stranger browsing a book
might know
of me, work
in my town?
Well I got
it, the message you sent via her,
your
How’s it all going? Long time
no
see...’
You enter
my life on such random cues –
a jester
declaiming that love is a joke.
Ten years
passed by us with never
a word but
you phoned on the night
my mother
was dying – in God’s name
how did you
know?’
It all
comes back to me too, Pierrot – au
clair de la lune –
the moon
that shone on us
aeons ago,
you and the rain and the Welsh
seabirds
...
Lend me
your pen and I’ll write you a song ...
Is that how
it goes ...?
Pierrot, we
have unfinished business but it’s late, too late.
There’s
fire but the candles are dead.
"Moon-Search" is the Second
Prize winning poem in the Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry
Competition (January 2010)
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