Rani Turton Poems
Silence. Long moments that stretch into years.
Restrained words, sometimes gaps where names should be.
Words, prayers, songs, imagination inflamed by memory.
Emptiness, loneliness, the world, the void.
Look behind, look ahead, look straight ahead.
The world is indifferent to your pain.
The world is indifferent to your sighs.
Nothing will ever be the same;
Nothing will ever matter again.
Will anything ever matter again?
Absences. Like a long lonely lane in an eastern land
With closed doors against the afternoon heat
Questions that taunt ...
The decision I took today
Took up half of the day
The decision I took yesterday
Was exactly the same in this way
I would be better and wiser
I would be simpler, patient and gay
Break off all the bonds that destroyed me
I would certainly not wallow in misery