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Jaya Savige
Duende
Duende
Duende
Just now I thought I heard you saymy name in the familiar way
only a child knows, the warm flint
of an urgent reprimand, maternal.
I was in that liminal space, lamp off,
day’s bright splinter almost extracted,
when from across that other border
your voice – your voice – the timbre,
scratching the inner walls of my skull,
that used to make me stop quick smart
before the roar of crosstown traffic.
How I wanted to demolish that wall,
retrieve the warm rubble of your breath.
How I shuddered like a bulldozer in winter.
© 2011, Jaya Savige
From: Surface to Air
Publisher: University of Queensland Press, St Lucia
From: Surface to Air
Publisher: University of Queensland Press, St Lucia
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Just now I thought I heard you saymy name in the familiar way
only a child knows, the warm flint
of an urgent reprimand, maternal.
I was in that liminal space, lamp off,
day’s bright splinter almost extracted,
when from across that other border
your voice – your voice – the timbre,
scratching the inner walls of my skull,
that used to make me stop quick smart
before the roar of crosstown traffic.
How I wanted to demolish that wall,
retrieve the warm rubble of your breath.
How I shuddered like a bulldozer in winter.
From: Surface to Air
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