New Welsh Review

Honeymoon

Poem by Roy Marshall

PUBLISHED ON: 22/07/21

CATEGORY: Poetry

TAGS: Italy, Tuscany, adult relationships, emotional inexperience, foreboding, international, marriage, youth

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Unexpected, that the woman at the car hire desk
would hand us the wrong keys
while she spoke to her mother on the phone;
that the ring would slip my finger,
and sink to the bottom of the pool;
that rain could fall so hard, bouncing back
from the paving stones of Montalcino;
that when the sun returned, steam would scroll
from the roofs of Fiats and Alfa Romeos;
that we could feel so tired, not knowing, yet,
what tiredness really was; nor how young you were,
how young I was, how in and unpractised at love.

 

Roy Marshall’s first collection, The Sun Bathers, (2012) was shortlisted for the Michael Murphy award. His second, The Great Animator, appeared in 2017. A book of translations, After Montale , was published in 2019. Roy has previously worked as a nurse, and in recent years has been employed in adult education.