POEM CM Buckland

NWR Issue 112


I am on the moon –
I have never felt so low.

My badges of command mean nothing;
my suit no barrier against your rays.

You think you are above it –
the world with all its flaws
spins without you. Even here
on this dust surface
I am at sea.

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CM Buckland’s poetry has appeared in a number of journals including The Interpreter’s House, Brittle Star and Obsessed with Pipework.


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