Arthritis

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Arthritis

If at night I stray in thought,
dreaming of nimble fingers

and my departed dog’s walk,
will you smile

when I scratch his absent ear
and apologize for the times

I failed him? Even combined,
all the words in these unread books

could never soothe the guilt
of leisure and complacency, nor

match the joy of jumping
for the kicked ball, no matter the

outcome, despite the consequences.

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“Arthritis” is included in Indra’s Net: An International Anthology of Poetry in Aid of The Book Bus, and has appeared on the blog as well.

All profits from this anthology published by Bennison Books will go to The Book Bus, a charity which aims to improve child literacy rates in Africa, Asia and South America by providing children with books and the inspiration to read them.

Available at Amazon (UK) and Amazon (US)

19 thoughts on “Arthritis

  1. Excellent account of gentle regret. The tone reminded me of this Philip Larkin poem, hope you don’t mind the share:

    As Bad as a Mile

    Watching the shied core
    Striking the basket, skidding across the floor,
    Shows less and less of luck, and more and more
    Of failure spreading back up the arm
    Earlier and earlier, the unraised hand calm,
    The apple unbitten in the palm.

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