ON BLAKE STREET by Liam Wilkinson
I don’t know if I’ll ever see you again, but if I do, I want you to notice and nod your head, or even turn away –
if you can, run over to the florist or the fruit shop, make me believe you have more important things to do
than to be here in my poem, turning up again after all these years, noticing me in the street
before making for the nearest distraction.
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