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ISSUE NO. 16

November 2025

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Poetry

Morgana

By

Alex

Alex writes from a prison in NSW.

Willy Pleasance

I remember the day I saw you

I held your tiny form

The chilly air made you tremble

So we took you home

You grew up so quickly

To our great surprise

And tore around the unit

Right before our eyes

Your way of playing

Seemed unable to control

But when I asked you to stop

It stilled your restless soul

And now I’ve lost you

For a mistake before your birth

And my existence from now on

Is diminished on this earth

Never will I see you

Or hear your joyful cries

I wonder if you remember me

As I wipe my flooded eyes

The fault is mine and always was

I’ve known that from the start

But knowing I’ve lost you forever

Has shattered my worthless heart

I know your life is going well

And you have everything you need

But I’ll always wonder if you would want me

If I had been freed

So as I sit here writing

You’ve probably gone to bed

With images of sea creatures

Swimming through your head

There’s just one thing more

That I need to say

And that is just “I love you

And I miss you every day”

I remember the day I saw you

I held your tiny form

The chilly air made you tremble

So we took you home

You grew up so quickly

To our great surprise

And tore around the unit

Right before our eyes

Your way of playing

Seemed unable to control

But when I asked you to stop

It stilled your restless soul

And now I’ve lost you

For a mistake before your birth

And my existence from now on

Is diminished on this earth

Never will I see you

Or hear your joyful cries

I wonder if you remember me

As I wipe my flooded eyes

The fault is mine and always was

I’ve known that from the start

But knowing I’ve lost you forever

Has shattered my worthless heart

I know your life is going well

And you have everything you need

But I’ll always wonder if you would want me

If I had been freed

So as I sit here writing

You’ve probably gone to bed

With images of sea creatures

Swimming through your head

There’s just one thing more

That I need to say

And that is just “I love you

And I miss you every day”

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