Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2011

Her

by Anjali Desai

She walks amidst
Some hundreds of strangers,
Chaos dominates white coffee and tempting chocolate
cafes,
Looking around
Children pretend play ponny, Hide and seek and
Sleeping lions;
 
As noon transforms to a last eve of soft summer ,
She looks turns back to shed
The excess baggage,
25 kilograms is too less an allowance
Of her life of thirty;
 
An rebellious tear dares to appear,
On the twenty-four hour foundation,
 
Running is not always escaping, she ponders;
 
Bidding goodbyes,
As her  love lone
heart
Struggles to make home
On
 A Quiet bank of
Thames.

Added: 15.04.2011

Judges' comments on this poem

13.05.2011

some good images - excess baggage allowance being too little is great - conveyed loneliness amid throngs well

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