remind everyone that poetry is better than killing and murdering.
Walked by these poems on Saturday, made me smile.
Leaving and Leaving You
When I leave your postcode and your commuting station,
When I leave undone the things that we planned to do,
You may feel you have been left by association,
But there is leaving and there is leaving you.
When I leave your town and the club that you belong to,
When I leave without much warning or much regret,
Remember, there’s doing wrong and there’s doing wrong to
You, which I’ll never do and I haven’t yet.
And when I have gone, remember that in weighing
Everything up, from love to a cheaper rent,
You were all the reasons I thought of staying
And you were none of the reasons why I went.
And although I leave your sight and leave your setting
And our separation is soon to be a fact,
though you may stand beside what I’m leaving and forgetting,
I’m not leaving you, not if motive makes the act.
Sophie Hannah
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