Marie Studer

Real Words

Marie Studer

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I see him at an acute angle

on the edge of the chair


hands above his knees,

as if it’s all happening


under the linoleum.


Purple patches march

on his once sinewy arms,


each breath vying

with the pendulum


out of sync with new time.


I stack delph on the drainer,

talk of weather, neighbours,


what the politicos are doing

to his occasional ‘aye’.


Suds swirl in the sink

while real words


are sucked down the drain.


Marie Studer


Marie Studer is a past winter of the Trocáire Poetry Ireland Competition, twice winner of the Bangor Ekphrastic Poetry Challenge and shortlisted in the Northwest Words Poetry Competition. Her poetry has been published in the Stony Thursday Book, The Waxed Lemon, Drawn to the Light Press, Dreich, Bangor Literary Magazine, Visual Verse, Spilling Cocoa Over Martin Amis and local anthologies.