[1945–current, English]
the room contains no sound
except the ticking of the clock
which has begun to panic
like an insect, trapped
in an enormous box.
Books lie open on the carpet.
Somewhere else
you’re sleeping
and beside you there’s a woman
who is crying quietly
so you won’t wake.
Source: Cope, W 2009, Two Cures for Love, Faber and Faber.
I used this poem within a recent drama devise piece, it linked well to the theme of time, also "Metarmorphosis" which we looked at; and will later study in depth. It was very useful and gave us soem great ideas!
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