| By Frank Joussen
  weeks after she'd diedI sat thinking about why
 she was still there
 
 when my wife left our flat
 the light in the corridor
 shone on
 long after
 she'd gone.
 
 maybe that's what remains,
 more than hollow echoes:
 that light in the corridor
 and then...
 
 the memory of light.
   43-year-old 
        German schoolteacher, teaching English and religious education. His poetry 
        has been published in three Australian magazines, one German anthology, 
        and two British ezines. |