It’s Bath Time!

I had a bit of success with ‘Bath Time’, a poem I wrote a few months ago. It was part of a competition run by Sentinel Literary Quarterly and the judge, Rachel Long, described the poems as:

An immediate, active, present and heart-wrenching poem! A film in and of itself.

I was asked to film myself reading the poem and I couldn’t resist having a little fun with the idea. See the reading here – https://youtu.be/7l3Aulv3E9M

So … I hope you enjoy Bath Time and wish you many hours of happy reading while you soak.

Bath Time

When I’m in the bath, and hear you arriving home,
I’m often sorry that you don’t come in to talk
to tell me about your day, like people do in films.
I would hide my modesty and you would
look lovely sipping chilled pinot grigio from a glass.

Granted, the bathroom is small and we have no chair
in here, and the edge of the bath is too narrow
for you to perch on comfortably,
and I suppose if you did come in I’d only complain
about the heat escaping, and you’d distract me
from my book with inane minutiae of your journey home
and the dismal office politics you can never leave alone.

On reflection I am glad the bathroom is so small
and we are not characters in a film,
because if we were you would be having an affair
that I would discover by chance one afternoon,
when a restaurant I know nothing about calls
to check the reservation you have made, triggering my paranoia
and ending with one of us meeting a watery
and violent death in the bath,
just like in the film you are so fond of.

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