In this weeks poetry piece by Kingston Student Courtney Smith, she powerfully and realistically explores her memory of one that has been loved and tragically lost – contrasting emotions pour over one another, present is entwined with the past and beautifully vivid memories are brought forth as we consider the question; how can we come to terms with loss?
Tick-tock
Laughter erupts from my core, dormant –
a bubbling flume in an otherwise still pond.
Lungs worn, shaken with delight –
He had a way about him.
A part of me wishes he could still introduce a smile to my face –
“Nice to meet you, hungry. I’m Dad.”
Words, Pauses, Noises 