The Beach at the foot of Cook St.
-Gillian Cornwall, c 2010.
You have become my record of time passing
as every hour rings out your name
Your body mapped in memory
providing passage to the dream state
where I lie beside you
talking and tasting
and drinking you in
Thirst gaining as you are gone
with the rising of the sun
You have become
my record of time passing
-Gillian Cornwall, c. October 9, 2002.