Priorities by Mark Farley

In our third hour,
Father left us
to the nurses
while Mother slept.
At home, he played

his guitar,

then fixed it
to the stairwell –
wood on wood,
lacquer on varnish,
screwed in

tight.

Now Mother aligns
the tuning pegs,
wipes away dust,
but every string
is slack and

unplayable.

mark-farley
Mark Farley has been shortlisted and highly commended for the Bridport Prize. Find him on Twitter (@mumbletoes) or via his blog (http://mumbletoes.blogspot.com/).

 

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