The way she says
“you naughty man”
when he brushes past her derrière
all adds up.
So he puts on “Say Wonderful Things To Me”
at 45 revs. per minute
and they lilt round the family room
like old lovers.
Across the way
the trees undress for winter.
Autumn
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About the writer
Neil Leadbeater. Neil Leadbeater is an author, essayist, poet and critic living in Edinburgh, Scotland. His work has been published widely in anthologies and journals both at home and abroad. Recent publications include Librettos for the Black Madonna (White Adder Press, 2011); The Worcester Fragments (Original Plus, 2013); The Loveliest Vein of Our Lives (Poetry Space, 2014); The Fragility of Moths (a bilingual English / Romanian edition published by Bibliotheca Universalis, Romania, 2014) and an e-book, Grease-banding The Apple Trees (Rafaelli Editore, Rimini, 2015). A nominee for the Forward Prize and The Next Generation Poets, his work has been translated into Romanian, Spanish and Swedish.
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