The Wall
I look beyond the place
where darkness folds and refolds
like cloth off a loom
to sunlight pleats against the wall.
The air is unsullied by fumes
and glorious red leaves helix
nhindered beneath brooms and feet
gathering autumn’s wind.
But I’m within this isolation-place
my Berlin Wall is the garden fence.
I watch cockatoos flock overhead
lorikeets lazily sway from grevillea bells
and café coffee with friends
is a misty wish.
I wait for my family to Zoom
gift their virtual hugs.
- © Marilyn Humbert 2020
Marilyn Humbert lives in Sydney Australia.
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