Tag: Skylight #47

  • “Thin Places” and other poems by Eithne Lannon

    Thin Places The wild meadow weave, the strand, places of late summer, autumn, a stone skimming water, suspended in air, its slow motion glide punctuated by the drop, touch, rise of a ghostly presence, this wary hesitation between water and stone, mysterious as the rift between music notes in air, unsettling the familiar light which…

  • ‘The Road Taken’ and other poems by Kate Ennals

    ‘The Road Taken’ and other poems by Kate Ennals

      Cuckoo Before she was mine she drank red wine and spirits With class, in Egypt and Paris An educated forties woman From Wales, aquiline nose, my brother’s eyes Stylish in scarves, tight belt, full skirts, Intelligent. Conversation, politics. A woman of intellect. Studious, serious She pursued kingdoms of change But with each revolution comes…

  • ‘Live Bulbs’ and other poems by Katherine Noone

    ‘Live Bulbs’ and other poems by Katherine Noone

    In May You are everywhere. Arthur Bells’ yellow bloom fragrant and fleeting, whitethorn buds abound. Mint makes it’s way to our door, ready for picking. Swallows sing a sweet song as they soar. On my route I detour, lured by a lilac in bloom. This month, of the mothers. Our Village in the Fifties Vibrant.…

  • ‘The Music of Stones’ and other poems by Colette Colfer

    ‘The Music of Stones’ and other poems by Colette Colfer

    Stepping Stones   Here are my hands, outstretched for your bare feet so that each step of your path through darkness and gravel bits splintered with thorns will meet uncalloused palms of moccasin softness.   This is your extraordinary journey beyond mapped landscape and into unknowns but my knuckles will jigsaw rocks like keys filling…

  • ‘Poet Mother’ and other poems by Felicia McCarthy

    ‘Poet Mother’ and other poems by Felicia McCarthy

      Reading the Omens   A chorus of voices called, No! when I reached for the latch Don’t let her out, she’ll die.   A monarch hatched from the rafters. Her orange and black wings a mirror to the hot coals that waked her.   A trail of twisted cobweb sported flies as if it…

  • ‘The World Reduced to a Sound’ and other poems by Anne Tannam

    ‘The World Reduced to a Sound’ and other poems by Anne Tannam

    Unfinished Business   On their wedding day his father said I’ll forgive you everything if you do right by this girl the unfinished education the empty table setting at Christmas the family name unpolished, unloved.   I never met my grandfather a man who lived under the glare of his wife but I remember my…

  • ‘Leda Revised’ and other poems by Celeste Augé

    Ode More happy love! more happy, happy love! Forever warm and still to be enjoy’d…’ —JOHN KEATS, Ode on a Grecian Urn   You lie across my thighs as I write, my bone-warming hot water bottle, pure latex, guaranteed to delight the most discriminating women, mottle their thighs as they lie deep in their beds,…

  • “the bird keepers” by C. Murray

      I know three places that they go, and the birds wait in congregation on pitched roof, tottering lamp-post in the tree-chorals. They wait mute, gull and urban-pigeon, rook, starling wood-pigeon and magpie, all wait. Sparrows await the later crumbs, the blackbird desires garden-apples. I saw a bird-keeper once. With her bird-eye. Her empty bag,…