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‘Unfamiliar’ by Kate Pellegrini


Spending eight weeks in my homeland after

three decades of living abroad, it’s great

to connect with my tribe, though my birth town

seems like a craved love affair that did not

happen. New high rise towers and freeways

stud suburban streets, virtual strangers,

like an almost lover I’ve forgotten

I wanted, not touched, tasted or tested.

It brims with delights – a bustling harbour,

graceful bridges, wildlife, national parks,

shimmering opera house, tree-lined streets –

but not for me. My melancholic heart

is lost in the gaps, confused, uninvolved

and the bloodclot knot remains undissolved.

This Post Has 2 Comments
    1. Hi Kathy,
      thanks so much for your comments. I’m glad you like it.
      This has taken me quite a while to reply; I’m still getting to grips with it. I didn’t even realise this comment was here until now. That’s how slow I am.
      I’m now tackling the Facebook page. How are you doing with yours? And where does this reply show up…in your email, or where?


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