Come and join us for a poetry reading by Debra Mervant
at the Bookworm Café on Saturday 28th at 17.30
To my daughter, Anne, from « Hannah’s Song »:
Surely my daughter, when the time is ripe
You will tear off that listening cord,
You will rise and walk out of the house without looking back
or closing the door behind.
Your solid feet will carry you
And your heart will beat to their plodding rhythm
And your head, with no other choice will follow.
You will walk past the buyers and the sellers
Your eyes fixed ahead
Your ears deaf to their squawking cackle
Moving on forward
Toward the place you will call