Ben Verinder
Winter carried ice once
the small concerns of frost, a clear sky’s
slender furies.
Fields collected the sound of us
crossing.
Feather, pellet, spike…
many forms of pause now melted
midgey and loose, ravenous waves
infesting our shores. A child
I walked a frozen harbour. Ice boomed
the way whales sang.
Ben Verinder lives in rural Hertfordshire. His poems have been published widely, including in The Rialto, Stand, Lighthouse and Wild Court. His debut pamphlet, Botanicals, was published by Frosted Fire in autumn 2021 and his second, We Lost The Birds, by Nine Pens in March 2022.
andotherpoems.com 