my breakfast table awaits his return my home is small and dark in a dirty street of this city full of widows the table is set for my son’s return from Ypres he said it would be soon so I fill this house with patches of bright colour I polish the teapot until it is a mirror reflecting light from three windows and the lustreware milk jug dances with copper, red and blue scintillations on the spotless white tablecloth none of my crockery matches but cleaner and shinier you will not find in all London the turquoise and gold patterned wallpaper matches the forget-me-not blue of his eyes I brighten myself too with a poppy-red scarf a dress with splashes of scarlet my breakfast table awaits his return Annest Gwilym Annest Gwilym lives in North Wales, near the Snowdonia National Park in the UK. Her work has been published in various literary magazines and anthologies. She has been placed, highly commended and shortlisted in several writing competitions in recent years. She was the winner of firstwriter.com’s Fifteenth International Poetry Competition 2016. She edited and designed the e-book anthology Flowers in the Machine in 2017 on behalf of the Poetry Kit. free download: https://www.poetrykit.org/pkp/flowers.pdf
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7/5/2017 04:34:23 pm
I love how the poet fills out the scene with suspense, emotion, and exacting details that put us in the room with Mrs. Mounter. The repetition adds to the drama and portrays the constant vigil of the sitter.
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Annest Gwilym
8/3/2017 09:06:44 am
Many thanks Alarie, appreciate you reading and commenting.
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