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Louise Longson: a poem


I am the nadir of stratification.

I have touched the earth.

It has made me unclean.

I am the untouchable;

the intangible.

Beauty is for my elevated cousins; for them

the mystical mists and magical spindrift. They

are curls of angels' hair; God's face.

I weave a dense carpet, threaded with envy.

Louise Longson is a previously unpublished poet from West Oxfordshire, currently working for a local charity which serves those distressed by loneliness and social isolation. A qualified psychotherapist, she has finally cleared enough of her own head-space and house-space to pursue her writing in earnest. You can find her here:

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