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Jane Nash: Poem ‘Forks’

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The poem FORKS came to me thinking about forks in life, decision making and how we are meant to face these situations in life. Do I choose the first option or the other? But I was also reminded about a fork of lightning which struck the zip of a young friend of mine when he was playing football in the rain. I was very young, He was no more than 10 years old at the most, in Zambia where I was a child. I think his name was Christopher but I am unsure now. The poem reflects life – human decisions and the decision nature took with a young boy. It also serves as a remembrance for him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I\u2019ve had surprisingly few
Forks in the road
Instead feeling cold metal
Stainless steel
Slice through life\u2019s occurrences
Adventures, obstacles<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Where I\u2019ve had two options
Like changing a Mahjong hand
I\u2019ve inevitably picked the wrong one
Preferring to follow butterflies
Forgetting their short lived summers
Barely sustain life\u2019s beauty<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The earliest fork I remember
Was the isolated streak of lightning
Forking from the ground to a zip
And in that moment
Taking life over a football in a field
Fatal mistake, playing in the rain<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For the next one
Should I notice it
I\u2019ll dowse for the result
Leaving nature to guide
Certainty abandoned
But decisions firmly made<\/p>\n\n\n\n


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