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Poets of the Month (& see sample poem below, by Gill Horitz

Featured Poets, April 2021 straight to poems
 

Angela Kirby, Trizonia
Bridget Somekh, Yurim’s Bowl
Diana Pritchard, Barefoot in the Snow
Gill Horitz, What Lies in the Winter Wood
Janet Lees, Reconsecrated
June Webster, Unleashing Chaos
Liz Parkes, Staffordshire Clogg Almanac
Marion Ashton, Skitter of Wings
Nicolette Golding, The Seal Wife
Sarah Westcott, Pool
Thelma Laycock, Nocturne in blue
 

 

Sample poem (selected at random)

What Lies in the Winter Wood

End of day, end of year – and she’s thinking what’s next,
her head against the pane and the wind slamming the gate.
 
When she looks up, the trees are moving through the half light
towards her, through snow piled over the vanished road.
Not a single thought holds her back.
All the meanings held by the trees she remembers,
and how their barks can be unrolled and written upon.
No ordinary wood moves like this, and time is short.
 
Through the holly tunnels she sings a low song to the owl
and the night leans down, savouring her wintry breath.
What will I take from this? she thinks, looking back
as the moon hurries her along. To believe just once
that such a place exists, the imaginary heart
where everything worth moving towards lies.
 

Gill Horitz

Poem published in Smiths Knoll, Issue 50

 

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