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A poem about motive

 

 

 

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I want this crisp.

A clear evocation of cars

black enough to defy light

and the waxless amalgamation

of snow and gravel

under virgin tyres.

 

I want to show you two men.

Outlines sharply tailored

against the thin air ;

cold breath embracing

in the space between them.

 

Perhaps they are trading secrets,

dividing territory ,ending wars ;

perhaps they just want to know

why they are here on this page ,

in your mind in the middle of this

martini clean sweat free winter.

 

 

Tony Noon

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