40 - Love . . . by Roger McGough
couple playing
ten nis
when the
game ends
and they
go home
the net
will still
be be
tween them
I love this poem by British poet Roger McGough? Why – well, I was hoping you could tell me why. Just consider the title – it’s loaded with meaning. A gulf separates the words – such fantastic imagery.
I’d love to hear your analyses. Thanks.
