Fiction, poetry
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Here’s a poem that appeared in an anthology called Spirit of Cornwall (Stuart House Trust).
And here’s ‘Breathe’, published in the May 2014 edition of Acumen Literary Journal.
Breathe
The river’s exhaling
a child’s breath of haze
on the dull glass of morning.
Soft-whistled,
huffed to hover
in wisps of grey
on the water’s face,
mist on its wet window.
These wraiths of warmth
haunt the chill
of water’s winter.
On this mist-canvas
I fingerpaint pictures,
trail my core of life,
imagine it onto
the unknowing surface.
How thin is that blanket,
how hardly-seen,
how easily ushered aside
by a mind’s finger.
But it is there,
that slender hope of heat,
on all the river’s
coldest mornings.