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Sarah J Roebuck
Poems
Jul 2017
When I was a smoker
after Ohran Pamuk
Everything just rushes byΒ Β me now.
There are no longer the ritual pauses:
when I held a cigarette between *******,
I could hold Time itself.
I could pluck two stills
from the hurried film of my day β
one of what had just happened,
and the other of what might come next β
and I could stand, quietly alone
between those two frames,
holding time still in my hand,
and just look, and think, and smoke.
see the visual poem at
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