edgelands

this poem made an appearance at The Poetry Shed sometime last year, June i think. some may not have got to read it so here it is again. thanks to Abegail Morley for publishing this. edgeland where the throat of the grass is driest never having sampled Jeju’s mineral cool spring water that cuts through [...]

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on the perimeters

  on the perimeters poor street bitch, famished & lonely, tiptoe your perfect parabola, study me for sudden movements, then scuttle anxious bursts in mimicry of all the other homeless dogs, risking the treacherous oscillations of traffic to protect the precious cargo you ferry to life : you must have 5 pups or thereabouts due. [...]