Poems by Jackie Kay
That Distance Apart
... I shall suffocate her with a feather pillowBury her under a weeping willow ...
Baby Lazarus
... Cursed myself digging a pit for my baby ...
The Mother Poem (two)
... Told and committed suicide on their wedding nightsI always believed in the telling anyhow ...
Sound Of Sleat
... And raise a glass to the girl looking back at me ...
Late Love
... The past with its rush of velvet, its secret hushAlready miles away, dimming now, in the late day ...
