Poem by David Linklater (UK) Published in The Ofi Press issue 48
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You want it to burn. Under pale lamps, tangled islands of her back submerging in quilt, fleece, the handle of the door the wing of a plane. Arranged in such a way, city of kindlers underfoot, each step. The darling the ugliest, you want it all to blaze until it’s gone where it was always going. |
David Ross Linklater is a poet from the Highlands of Scotland now residing in Glasgow. He is studying an MLitt in Creative Writing at the University of Glasgow and is working on a new collection of poetry. You can follow him on Twitter: @DavidRossLinkla
Image: " Embers" by Vaya.