Poetry for the soul

The Friday poem: “My thoughts on the end of love and caravans this Friday” by Talia Marshall

New verse by Riwaka writer Talia Marshall.

 

 

My thoughts on the end of love and caravans this Friday

 

At first love is the caravan

and you are inside it

playing cards

 

and the gas lamp is burning

and everyone inside the caravan is happy

and unbearable

 

Then you only go to the caravan sometimes

 

Then you are outside the caravan

hiding

 

Then they pull the blinds down

 

and it gets even darker outside

not inside

that’s not possible

 

Now you know

deep down

where there is knowing nothing

 

you’ll never see those happy people

playing cards again


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