27/11/2017

MEMORIAL - a poem

PHILADELPHIA
To a memorial in the chancel
 I wonder if he called her Phil,
his sweet young wife
who died too soon
leaving three babies motherless.
Did the birth of her youngest,
Peter,
cause her death?
And did they blame him –
this child who never knew
her breast,
her arms,
her love.
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Written at a Festival workshop in Holy Trinity Church, Hurstpierpoint. Local poets and artists were invited to pick a church feature as a prompt, and this memorial slab in the chancel was my choice. The poems were later published in the church magazine.

2 comments:

  1. Well I could have sworn I'd already left a comment. Congratulations on your beautiful, poignant poem, Liz.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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    1. Thanks Susan - you did comment on TB, so perhaps that explains it?

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