Rhian Edwards’ poem, Safe:
Safe
We’re turning into serious
drinkers for each other;
at least shyness won’t bother us
as we spill into ourselves.
I’m coming to rely on the stories
you never remember
and the mantra of nodding
at your rambunctious promises.
The adventure is dulling.
Safe in the little harms I do;
I rehearse permutations of futures
where I dare to be certain of you.
(Quoted from page 24 of the Times Literary Supplement, March 11, 2011.)
For a brief biography of Rhian Edwards, click here.
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