Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2010

Times

by Amber Agha

You sat at the bar in black

leather

drinking Guinness

I insulted the coat

you flattered

my eyes


We sat on the

windowsill in the pool room

I laughed at the boys

you asked me to kiss

you

 
We sat in the lounge

late at night

I drank too much

you told me you loved me.


I lay in your bed- feigning
sleep

you sang Irish folk songs

and moved your back

closer to mine

I shut my eyes

and breathed you in


We soiled the kitchen-

together.

I cleared up the dishes

and left you the

spider plant

it grew

like us

and then stopped

restless

in its’

tiny

pot

Added: 31.01.2010

Judges' comments on this poem

07.05.2010

I liked the emotional truth here. Visual pic of black leather and Guinness works well & spider plant idea. Reconsider title and line breaks?

31.05.2010

Still like this. Have read many times. Initially read as if a male narrator, but works equally well read as a female. Re-draft "soiled" tho?

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