Guardian Poem of the week Sep.2018: The Barber Shop by Katerina Anghelaki-Rooke
A white rose, the barber’s towel around your face shining like a beetle clinging to the petals. Clippings scattered on the floor were the days when I loved you so much while the garrulous sculptor of heads cuts away what time had made superfluous. Ah! That unscrupulous hand made you even more beautiful, the curve...
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