Poem
Isobel Dixon
Back in the Benighted Kingdom
Back in the Benighted Kingdom
Back in the Benighted Kingdom
I’m sorry to seemy mosquito bumps fade:
the love bites of a continent,
marks of its hot embrace.
If anything is dark,
it’s this damp island
with its sluggish days,
its quieter, subtler ways
of drawing blood.
© 2001, Isobel Dixon
From: Weather Eye
Publisher: Carapace Poets,
From: Weather Eye
Publisher: Carapace Poets,
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Back in the Benighted Kingdom
I’m sorry to seemy mosquito bumps fade:
the love bites of a continent,
marks of its hot embrace.
If anything is dark,
it’s this damp island
with its sluggish days,
its quieter, subtler ways
of drawing blood.
From: Weather Eye
Back in the Benighted Kingdom
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