It is like an earthquake and no one to tell

My lover rises and plunges above me, not knowing
I have hidden myself in my heart, where I rock
and weep for what has been stolen, lost. Please.
It is like an earthquake and no one to tell.

From Carol Ann Duffy’s poem ‘Survivor’, published in The Other Country.

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