A Hundred Gourds 2:3 June 2013
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that young boy
sitting next door
on the steps…
he reminds me
of my father

spaceAnne Curran - New Zealand
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  banks of nettles
narrow our favourite footpath…
still blistering
after all these years
the sting of your accusation

spaceSonam Chhoki - Bhutan
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    the clatter of ice
falling from trees
the way you laugh
when you are not
happy with me

spaceLeRoy Gorman - Canada
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family legend –
when we come to a cliff
I say let’s jump
he says wait, how far down,
what will we land on

spaceJan Foster - Australia
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  Mum touches wood
crosses her fingers
behind her back…
you just know that spring
has crocuses up her sleeve

spaceClaire Everett - UK
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