JOH BLOOMBERG

 

Joy

 
Kate put her hands on me, 
then into her eye sockets. 

She pulled each ball out 
and held them tight, 
said: 

“See the things I have seen, 
See the wonder, 
This is my present 
to you”. 

I held them close to me 
for the month afterwards. 
I suppose it was law of nature 
that the soft warm sight 
faded to dry and hollow – 

But it is still the best of anyone, 
I have ever had. 

  
 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Joh Bloomberg lives in Christchurch. When she grows up she would like to be Edward Gorey. She writes on formlesslittlefears – a blog that gets periodically massacred by her delete button. ‘Joy’ was written for someone beautiful, but who now lives in France, far too far away.

 

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