Almanac Poetry: ‘So…’ – Tommy Mallet






Three Japanese women sit behind me
on the tram,
speaking very softly to each other
in their native tongue –
beautiful at that volume –
like gently touching hands.


I close my eyes, drifting to sleep
as if carried
by whispers meant for me.



Tommy Mallet



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