After spending the last week putting the final touches to a portfolio of poems for an end of course assessment, I’m feeling a sense of lost. The following is a poem that I wrote after my eldest son, daughterin-law, and grandson returned to Thailand, in 2003, after having their marriage blessed here in England. I felt the same way when my daughter went to China and, more recently, when I returned home after seeing her off to Bosnia.
empty of their presence leaving
only an unbearable ache
where the spaces in which they moved are.