Step Poem by Philip Gross
Step
Home, after too long
in hospital, your each
step hesitant
as if the moment was a shallow stream
to be waded (no
way round it), maybe
only inches deep
but too broad, too fast and too loose
with the light,
its quartzy sand-bed
patent, magnified,
yet quivering sideways, about to be gone.
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