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Lemons

When you died
we planted lemon trees
the sky snivelled
and so did we.
When we dug
chalk and flints
I was reminded of your nose
plugged with cotton wool
and your posh frock
that you wore so stately.

Robert James Berry

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Drizzle

It’s drizzled for one week
gardeners shall be glad
I don’t care for such weather
it reminds me of playing hookey
and damp school uniforms.
But the micro herbs are out
and light has stretched
so I shall honour inclement skies
and squidgy turf
and the moist fucking world.

Robert James Berry

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Slush

is abject
it freezes your toes.
Slush is such a randy word
greater than thawed snow.
When frigid kerbs melt
when snowmen have lost their souls
when the sun runs like a broken egg
I’ll shovel slush
till the gutters fill.
Night will rise
the hills shall lay together like
juveniles
as I write tremendous words.

Robert James Berry

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Gold

We walk into town
holding hands
your fingers are slim
I squeeze them
you have poor circulation
your gold bands bite me
I should like to buy you
rings. You

pat your hands
on your puffer jacket
we entwine fingers again
and wait for the bus.
It is winter. I am
warmer than a baked potato.

Robert James Berry

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Gelato

The exultation of ice cream
dripping through your fingers
the snap of wafer biscuits
hot toffee sauce and walnut
halves
make me dizzy
sugar surges in my veins.

Robert James Berry

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Global

At the global shipping centre
you’re slung into a steel bin
for loading.
The smell of aviation fuel
is overwhelming
uniformed men lounge
by pallets,
they flick ash.
A scanner bleeps you into
TRANSIT; the night is large
with fireflies. When I wake
a continent away
you’re in the air
the nautical miles between us
shrink, the atolls are blue
and golden. As tarmac warms
the great stretch of the runway
wobbles into sight. The sun is risen
you touch down, and my phone
sings out, you’re LANDED.

Robert James Berry

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Parcels

I click once
it’s bought
I have tracking
so I can follow you
through airports
imagine you pass the locked
gates at LAX.
Wet noses of sniffer dogs
prying x-rays
the sleepy scrutiny of customs
dawn landings are best
till you’re marked for delivery
manhandled into a van
to thump in my mailbox.

Robert James Berry

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