Poem: The Zone
By: Ian Fletcher
Look! There she sits
as beautiful as ever
reminding me of how
she and I have been
in the hallowed zone
our love thus seeming
a transcendent reality
the rest of the world
but an ephemeral dream.
Ah! Radiant as always
she remains in the zone
holding her lover’s hand
with I cast out into the cold.
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Born and raised in Cardiff, Wales, Ian has an MA in English from Oxford University. He lives in Taiwan with his wife, two daughters and cat. He teaches English in a high school. He has had poems and short stories published in Tuck Magazine, The Ekphrastic Review, Literary Yard, 1947 A Literary Journal, Spillwords Press, Dead Snakes, Your One Phone Call, Schlock! Webzine, Short-story.me, Anotherealm, Under the Bed, A Story In 100 Words, Poems and Poetry, Friday Flash Fiction, and in various anthologies.