2019 West Sussex Winner

Is this a love poem I suppose it is

by Lin Lundie

rites of passagenamings, weddings, burials
always shoulder to shoulder
we have stood
usually me on your right
last nightacross a dinner table
I remembered, saw you
remembered leaving
all those parties
togetherwith our keys
neverthrowing them in a bowl or tossing them on the carpet
homewherever home was then
lighting candles
drinking wine or water
baking bread
ls this a love poem.I suppose it is
wewould have thought ourselves
Heloise and Abelard in those days
if we had known who they were
we waitnow, face to face, back to back
for Père Lachaise, or some such
to keep us united.