UsheretteA Poem by Gerald ParkerShe directs us to our seats, pointing with the wing of a swan, fingers trailing like feathers, Margot at the movies, hair tight in a bun, feet in first position, perfecting her posture after closing the doors, making ends meet between ballets. She’d love to see the film, she’s heard so much about it, a demure smile when we leave, her slender neck inclining as she dies. . © 2020 Gerald ParkerReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 22, 2015 Last Updated on January 26, 2020 AuthorGerald ParkerLondon, United KingdomAboutThere's not much to tell. I read a lot of poetry and I read my own poetry regularly. I hope other people read it and derive as much pleasure out of it as I do. My output is small, about 110 poems as I.. more..Writing
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