You cast <br />your shadow <br /> <br />upon the snow. <br /> <br />“Look..! ” I say “...a pterodactyl! ” <br />“Where...where? ” <br /> <br />I scoop your shadow <br />from the snow <br /> <br />fold it neatly <br />& neatly again <br /> <br />before slipping it <br />surreptitiously up my sleeve. <br /> <br /> <br />You leave Sofia <br />none the wiser <br /> <br />(minus your shadow) <br /> <br />I keep it <br />in my top drawer <br /> <br />or on my charm bracelet <br />for luck. <br /> <br />I cast your shadow <br />here & there <br /> <br />whenever& wherever <br />I need it. <br /> <br />Back in England <br />you haven’t even noticed <br /> <br /> ...it’s gone. <br /> <br />The sun <br />frisking you <br /> <br />for the shadow <br />its noon commands. <br /> <br />Here in Sofia <br />I smile <br /> <br />as your shadow <br />stitched to my heels <br /> <br />accompanies me to market.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stolen-shadows-for-onelia/
