The Table Poem by Frances Macaulay Forde

Frances Macaulay Forde

Frances Macaulay Forde

Born: UK, grew up: Africa, now living: Perth, Western Australia

The Table



completely round and fruit-laden
one side decorated
myriad colors
swirling
curling
bright confusion
represented by rainbows

hopeful imagination must present
determined contrast
an empty plane
public persona
secrets kept beneath
a varnished empty half-surface

waiting for confirmation of ability
struggling academia
eating knowledge
chewing
tasting
swallowing slowly
production increases
as confidence releases unique recipes




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Born: UK, grew up: Africa, now living: Perth, Western Australia
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