Pleased to be publishing Tom Laichas’ poems on Underfoot today.
If you have poems you think we’d be interested in, check our submission details & get in touch with either me or Tim.
Named and Nameless
In the midst of the naming, the boy asks: What’s your name?
The Voice remembers: years in the future, others will ask this question. The reply is the same: I am what I am.
The boy: That’s not an answer. We’re all what we all are, nameless or no.
The Voice: But it’s you who must come when called.
Hers & His
Once torn apart, the two freshly skinned bodies take the names given to them. The boy takes one name and the girl another.
They learn the words I and mine.
It will be easy to swallow the fruit.
The girl wonders aloud: what name would I take if the verses hadn’t spoken first?
About his own name, the boy says nothing. He thinks: it has been mine all along.
That first week, all the seasons tumble…
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