This week's Tuesday Poem is "You are nocturnal, I am an
insomniac", by Ruth Corkill, selected by Harvey Molloy: http://goo.gl/fnTpdJ
Harvey says:
The poem raises an interesting question: how do we behave
in bed when we are reading next to our partner? Both my wife and I are
creatures of habit and there’s an unspoken agreement between us about when the
light has to go off. The notion of staying awake all night while someone else
reads is frankly horrific. No amount of back rubs, hot drinks, or hair-stroking
could possibly compensate. It seems intolerable, especially given that he—or
she—will be sleeping when morning breaks with its wonderful synaesthesia of
‘pastel sounds.’ That final ‘leaves’ in the last line hints of the end of their
shared sleepless nights.
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