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'Merryn Williams is the editor of the @Interpreter's House'
magazine. Her collection 'The First Wife's Tale' was long-listed for the
Welsh Book of 2007'.
Tags: poetry
DROWNED Dont' come home. There's nothing left in your eighth-floor office. Now your laptop, now your discs are all deep underwater. Not a war. We planned for that, put our bolts and chains up; spent, perhaps, a billion pounds on early warning systems. Looked askance at dark-skinned men, unfamiliar headcloths; glibly talked of them or us, and now we drown together. Sodden rags bob to and fro on that yellow whirlpool. Don't come near us. Now the flood is racing through your bedroom. Article by
Merryn Williams
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