As it’s National poetry day, I will share an extract from my favourite poem, by Ted Hughes:
God Help the Wolf After Whom the Dogs Do Not Bark
“Nobody wanted your dance,
Nobody wanted your strange glitter, your floundering
Drowning life and your effort to save yourself,
Treading water, dancing the dark turmoil,
Looking for something to give.”
And one of my own:
“it was the way you said it.
the idea that you thought a short-term affair
of a friend of mine’s was acceptable
really knocked me back.
i felt my sadness dance up
out of my chest
and wrap around my tearducts.
What the fuck are you thinking.”