Poetry 2002
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| Cover photo and design Susan Gold |
Dried
Elsa Arnett
It has come to this:
A small parcel in swathed in butcher’s paper on my kitchen table,
my mother, two aunts, perched over me, arms crossed,
faces expectant…
To an Editor
Warren Edminster
Thank you for your kind letter.
I have used it to roll cigarettes
which I smoked at sunset.
Your words were warm
and affected me deeply….

