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His disregard for her is structural,
Not the transitory disregard of the bad day,
Or the hurt snipping of terrible news,
But the fruiting head Of a lifetime of disregard,
Sneering and contemptuous,
Unleashed in the private parts of the day,
When he believes, no audience is on hand,
To hear his fawning, passive, coos,
Those choreographed kindnesses,
For which she must feign delight,
Those moments of respite,
She knows to be only public deep.
Anthony Keating is a poet and university lecturer, teaching Social Sciences, in NW England . He is currently a student on the MA in Creative Writing at Edge Hill University.
He has been published in journals including Rialto, Poetry Ireland Review, The Stinging Fly, The Shop and Black Mountain Review.
'I have been writing poetry, on and off, since secondary school, 35+ years ago, but most consistently over the last 20 years. Reading and writing poetry is my way of making sense of the world and it is therefore central to I navigate life.'