... I thought I would stand silently by this weekend, as a mark of solidarity and respect, but... well, I wrote this a year ago for a friend and never posted it, so now seems as good a time as any... My love as always to you all. Desiderata xx

ANNIVERSARY


I stumble over this date
like the absence
of your letters
fallen through my letterbox,

like a bump in the road,
what lay ahead
unseen a year ago

when I couldn’t know
what it is
to have my birthday
unremembered
by you.

All other mail
is returned
to sender,
your bills stopped,

but still invisible notes
pile high behind your
long-shut door.

Those are the ones to you
from me: postcards, reminders;
red letter days of life and death –
I shan’t forget yours.