Still Life

When she left me

after lunch, I read

for a while.

But I suddenly wanted

to look again

and I saw the half-eaten

sandwich,

bread,

lettuce and salami,

all carrying the shape

of her bite.

—A.K. Ramanujan, ‘collected poems’ Oxford University Press

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