The window stands naked
Without any dressing
No shades or blinds.
Light penetrates
Uninterrupted.
I cannot bear the light
It quarrels with my sorrow
And though I am suffused in it,
the light has left my life.
For you are gone
and now it is emboldened.
It challenges me
through this exposed window
As if slapping me in the face
Cruel light
Leave me be
Allow me to wallow in pity
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Hank Cranston-Moore is a writer on subjects as diverse as organic gardening and love. He has published a beginners guide to organic gardening and writes poetry in his spare time.