Text of poem - In Memory. I dislike the convention but I place this stone here in memory of those afternoons when they slept, when happiness descended an invisible staircase of air, and the surf of their snoring parted to reveal the shore I must make for. A child has scarcely the right to forgive its parents. They were not bad, wrong only, proud as their neighbours of the necessity of being so. Even the gaps in their taste were windows on to a wider world. The ornaments smile from the past. There is no hatred here, merely a bitter affection for the thoroughness of their scrubbing of a boy's body against the contagion of the interior mind.
‘In Memory’ - #RSThomas
(The Way of It, Ceolfrith Press)
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