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6th Jun17

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forthcoming
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“A House of Empty Rooms”
Indigo Dreams
 

 

 

 

Four Apples

In these fruit you caught the light
that escaped your other paintings:
four apples on a crumpled cloth,
three large ones close together,
the fourth smaller and apart.
 
That sole apple, was it you,
busy herding us into a family,
or my father, shrinking away
inside the world of his paper;
or was it one of us children,
preferring our own misery
to your comfortable half life?
 
You and my father are gone
and cold years of silence
have barred me from my brother.
I am left with the apples.
 

Susan Jordan

in anthology Skein, 2014, Templar Poetry,
ISBN 978-1-9062855-1-7