In the Ribs
Something heavy has settled here
In the place that remembers you.
Returned mangled, a burden sorely missed
Is welcomed back like a difficult friend
Thought lost forever,
Leaving this place free and hollow –
Has come back to me with sweet clutch
And will still be here tomorrow.
SARA IDDIR enjoys playing with old-fashioned language and rhythms in poetry, sometimes mixing quiet humour and thought. She likes gentle mischief and melancholy, discovering the odd and tender in ordinary moments, and trying to give these images character.
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