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Sue Leigh Poetry


I sleep

with the curtains open

even in winter

I like to sense the frost whitening

the lawn,

the slow river, the creatures

deep in their leaves,

to know there is only glass

between me and the world outside

and besides, tonight I would have missed

the moon, how it lay

for a while its light,

on my hand, my pillow

Published in a painter and a poet by Alice Mumford and Sue Leigh,

Sansom & Company, 2023

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