Anne Dunford

The Desk

My hands rest on the desk that captures
years of past use. Always drawn to words
I can’t ignore them.
They catch my eye again as I write.

Overlooked at first as they weren’t very clear;
faint penned scribbles, simple sums, over here
esoteric black symbols – science, physics? And there
trial spellings of gateaux, quarante, heir, then I see
nothing, nothing, nothing .

How many have sat here, waited for answers;
tried making sense of learning and life.
Looking for something, maybe finding nothing.
nothing, nothing, nothing. No  thing?

My hands rest on the desk that captures
years of past use. Always drawn to words
I can’t ignore them.
They catch my eye again, and again, as I write.

Copyright © Anne Dunford 2016

Since moving to D&G in 2002, Anne has had a number of poems published in various poetry magazines and anthologies including Southlight, Fankle & Dawn Treader published by Indigo Dreams. Curently working on a much delayed collection which will hopefully be finished in 2016.

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