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Guernsey Literary Festival

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Specsavers

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Guernsey Arts

Judy O’Kane, Northern Ireland

Poems on the Buses Exhibition

We chop and sway with the waves,
slip the knife along the spine,
throw the remains over
our shoulders
like salt.
We
sit,
silent,
the terrier
snug on your lap,
staring out to the horizon.
Take the wheel, you say, I’ll open
the window so you can see where you’re going.