Helen's there
by the shop
her mother's
shopping list
in her hand
she views it
through her thick
lens glasses
she's not sure
of the script
what's that word
Benedict?
she asks me
says butter
I tell her
and how much?
says 1lb
o I see
Helen says
I thought it
was saying
it's better
and I thought
what's better
never mind
I tell her
how's your mum?
she's ok
though baby
cried a lot
in the night
and Mum was
walking babe
up and down
the passage
rocking in
her soft arms
and humming
quietly
Helen yaks
quite a lot
once she starts
I listen
to her words
as she speaks
and Baldy
the shop man
says to her
where's your list
Helen dear?
she gives him
the short list
of items
which he reads
as she talks
and I note
her hair is
in two plaits
neatly done
with ribbons
at the ends
and her eyes
through her thick
lens glasses
are like two
large marbles
and she says
how are you
Benedict?
I'm ok
I reply
seeing one
of myself
gazing back
in each eye.
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 2:07 AM UTC
Helen's there
by the shop
her mother's
shopping list
in her hand
she views it
through her thick
lens glasses
she's not sure
of the script
what's that word
Benedict?
she asks me
says butter
I tell her
and how much?
says 1lb
o I see
Helen says
I thought it
was saying
it's better
and I thought
what's better
never mind
I tell her
how's your mum?
she's ok
though baby
cried a lot
in the night
and Mum was
walking babe
up and down
the passage
rocking in
her soft arms
and humming
quietly
Helen yaks
quite a lot
once she starts
I listen
to her words
as she speaks
and Baldy
the shop man
says to her
where's your list
Helen dear?
she gives him
the short list
of items
which he reads
as she talks
and I note
her hair is
in two plaits
neatly done
with ribbons
at the ends
and her eyes
through her thick
lens glasses
are like two
large marbles
and she says
how are you
Benedict?
I'm ok
I reply
seeing one
of myself
gazing back
in each eye.
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