I'M A STRANGER HERE MYSELF Poem by Maura Dooley

I'M A STRANGER HERE MYSELF

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We are looking for the station.
Seagulls draw a map above us
in fading light we cannot read by.

You invite three different sets
of directions, four shrugs,
a shaking of the head

then spot a sign
that only leads us back again
to the crowded ring road's Gordian knot.

I could walk here beside you for ever,
waiting for our destination
to unfold as solid geometry,

signposted, lit from within,
emerging cleanly as we round the corner,
startling in this January twilight.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
SOMA CHAUDHURI 11 May 2021

It's a wonderful poem. So nicely crafted words! ! 'I could walk here beside you for ever, waiting for our destination to unfold as solid geometry, '...I am fond of this poem. Thank you Maura Dooley for offering such a beautiful poem.

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Chinedu Dike 16 May 2018

Beautiful rendition of words to utmost justice. A passionate piece of poetry elegantly brought forth with artistic brilliance. Thanks for sharing Maura and do remain enriched.

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