Garden
In the beginning
the dead like the first flowers
for Adam were few
enough to name them
but soon they grew too many
the vast fields of them
Andrew McMillan
Hands
We clap at the darkness
I hearken for the sound
of my daughters small hands
but she is miles away...
though I can see her hands
when I put my head in my own
Carol Ann Duffy
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