
Swept Love
I really couldn’t bear to look at it at all, that piece of unrequited love, that disregarded romance, that unreciprocated desire. I put his picture in a book, so dull, so tepid, I didn’t even bother to finish it at all. I put it high upon a shelf, in a place I normally couldn’t reach without a stool. Then took a broom of complete indifference to sweep my love under a rug of I really did not mind at all. Of wanting not to realise the shredding of my inner lacing under the guise of pretending not to remember at all, that piece of unrequited love. Bio for Doryn Herbst Doryn Herbst, a former water industry scientist in Wales, now lives in Germany and is a deputy local councillor. Her writing considers the natural world but also themes which address social issues. Doryn has poetry in Fahmidan Journal, CERASUS Magazine, Fenland Poetry Journal, celestite poetry, Poems from the Heron Clan and more. She is a reviewer at Consilience science poetry.