Gerard Rochford
Deer
Tacitly she strolls into our garden.
Her silence is the golden breath of autumn,
with eyes like stained glass windows
showing nothing of her soul.
She will leave me nothing
when she steals away,
save a memory of interminable quiet
and the foolish sense I have of empathy.
In the moment of my careless inattention
she vanishes and I remain alone.
I love her and will look for her return.
She is as indifferent as a branch.
© Gerard Rochford.
Gerard Rochford’s publications include ‘Eating Eggs with Strangers’, ‘The Holy Family and Other Poems’, and ‘Figures of Stone’ (Koo Press). His poem ‘My Father’s Hand’ was in Janice Galloway’s selection of ‘Best 20 Scottish Poems of 2006’ on behalf of the Scottish Poetry Library. He is the Scottish Review’s Makar of 2010 and will be contributing a poem each month.
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