Hairdresser

by T.P. Wilkinson / March 22nd, 2020

Concrete Cosmetics

Something
in the eyes
the fragments
counting pixels
ceramic fastened
attentively
after the furnace
baked the glaze.
Something
in the eyes
the moments
wishing, wondering
hesitantly
not yet
memories
in her gaze.

Dr T.P. Wilkinson writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is also the author of Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..

This article was posted on Sunday, March 22nd, 2020 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.