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I can see her now -
reading tea-leaves;
the swirls and patterns
in the cup,
turned three times,
then inverted,
were shapes and signs
of a destiny,
too obscure to contemplate.
I hoped the hand of Fate
would not touch me,
unless the omens were good,
and then I’d believe,
and be happy.

I can see her now,
at the window
where she stood,
washed the dishes,
or prepared the food.
Her gaze the kind that
life makes perceptive.
I knew she knew things -
things that escaped me,
so deep they were
and near to Truth.

I can see her now -
“I want to write about
the sky,” I said -
“I’m thinking about the clouds
and the colors and the mood -
in the morning at sunrise,
or when evening comes,
or when the swallows
make bee-swarms
round the pier -
or when lightning strikes
during a storm
or when the sky’s
heavy and the gray sea churns
in winter time,
before the snow.

I can see her now,
when I said,
“All I see are the blue
skies of summer
and fluffy clouds
and rainbows
of my childhood
days of gold.
I can’t remember, Ma.
I can’t recall all
the skies
of all my years.”

Copyright Suzy Davies, 24/07/2017.