As you are the only two, I think (maybe humanist as well), that commented on my poem.
I wrote this one a while back and got a great response. I was not going to bother to post it but………….
[Before we left.
by zan
At best I can remember bullets
Fireflies travelling at the speed of light in the night
At best I can remember babutsa
Invisible needles that burn in your hands for days
At best I can remember waking up
Seeing a Greek doctor and my mother by my bed
I cannot remember the ice cream they gave me to soothe my tonsilless throat
At best I can remember gunfire
Single shot for Turkish
Machine gun for Greek
At best I long for the smell of dusty donkeys and fig trees
At best I can remember the smell of the hamam
I can remember the well-ordered and expensive possessions of our English neighbour that was never there
I long to sleep under the trees on an old iron bed in the middle of summer
I long for the Cyprus that was but never to be