Poem by Rosa Crepax

August 15, 2023

I painted

in isolation blues
under the soft light
of the loved &
the lover

what did we do next but
keep for another

on most weekends
I’ll meet those eyes

the usual sighs
garnished with rhubarb
sprinkles and tomato leaf

within trompe-l’œil nostalgia
but with skies full of stars

only at weekends
and probably forever

About Rosa Crepax

Rosa Crepax is a writer and lecturer living in London. Her work appears or is forthcoming in Hobart, Spoon River Poetry Review, Ghost City Review, The Good Life Review, LEON Literary Review, 3:AM Magazine, The Harvard Advocate, Grain Magazine, and others.

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