Fiona Lochhead

Fiona Lochhead Poems

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Clocks

Inevitably-

I see them.

Wherever I go.

Squashed painted suns

With yellow garish glow.

In time-

They transfigure

To a multitude of moons.

Parachutes with anchors

Emerge from silent tombs.

Flight is-

A fleeting pleasure

When it's pitched against the breeze.

But gravity exerts

and in that moment -

it is seized.

And each seed - a tiny barb

It pierces;

For I see-

The unknown laws I'm subject to

The clock that ticks in me.

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