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Sue Leigh Poetry

Simmer dim

Because it is still light

at midnight, I am watching

sea and sky from the ferry

 

there might only be me

and the sea swallow

trailing its streamers

 

how does it know where to go –

I have a map yet still

I’m lost, the sea so lonely

 

 

Published in Oxford Magazine, 2024.

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