Father Memory my dad used to twist the edge of his moustachefinger tips rolling thick black hair between them in the same way I rubbed two pieces of silkybaby-blanket material between my fingers the effect was calming, steadying, a pullingfocus past fears of fire and famine and failure the baby blanket went missing decades agoand… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 28
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POEM A DAY – July 24
Stir when I was in the pool, breaststroking in circles, i stirred up the algae, lifted the soft green tinge with my arms, my legs, made a clear centre that I saw only when I stopped stirring, got out, looked at the whole of the body… guilt lacks true rootsuses sunlight, oxygenmy heart, to grow
POEM A DAY – July 6
Art Makes You Happy That’s what it says on the mugcold coffee half-full, oat milkin pretty swirls on the surfacelike cloud cover, and the skyis cloudy again today, but atleast it’s not raining. The pooloverflowed and the mosquitoesin attack-mode took aim at mycheeks when I trimmed themimosa tree. Mimosa, isn’t thata lovely word? The tree… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 6
VANESSA SHIELDS 