This poem is taken from Stand 219, 16(3) August - September 2018.

Jo Haslam Poem
The Moon Under Water

In the end we don’t stop at the Moon
Under Water café on Deansgate
although we’re hungry and beguiled
by its two meals, eight ninety-nine. But all the way
back to the car I’m struck by the name
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