By Malinda Seneviratne
And when heart
is after-thought,
love is a footnote
passed over,
one feels.
but no,
love is never foot-noted
only people are;
and footnotable people
are like necessary referents;
they exist
in periphery
as mild adjunct
to a thesis about other things.
From the collection 'Some texts are made of leaves', shortlisted for the Gratiaen Award 2011
Source: https://malindapoetry.blogspot.com/
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