Poem — Brian Turner

Beachfront  

So much advice coming your way
like wind-blown leaves. ‘Never
give up until you see indifference,’
one says; another, a woman

recently split from her husband
‘for no good reason’, tells you
‘few women ignore persistence,
so keep it up.’ So you do.

It was nice at the beach today,
a shag fishing in the small, curling
blue-green waves, light-filled water
lapping on the sandy shore

and warped wooden remains of an
old wharf, and you walked and talked
about inconsequential matters that
mattered and don’t ever go away.

 

Brian Turner

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