Poetry

‘The mission of poetry is to make us alive’ – Lorca

Natasha Morgan plans a poetic revolution.

I will dance with you one more time
and you will be my prince
so I will die in your arms
while the party members arrive
and shuffle their feet in the corridor outside,
while you tell yourself
it’s the party, the politics of it all that counts,
more than the dance.

And I’ll be sent to bed
and you’ll have your most serious meeting
debating the life of the party
and Stalin and Marx and Lenin,
and I, the heart and the soul of the dance,
hunched on the stairs,
will creep down
so much later
to ask for
maybe could you spare me perhaps
a glass of water?

© Natasha Morgan 2009

Natasha Morgan teaches art therapy in London.

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