‘This Heart’ by Geraldine Clarkson

  This Heart This cancelled cheque stub This ruby nightdress, flammable/ inflammable This pack of spare Catherine wheels This sack of reindeer antlers dry to tinder—this pot of glue This kindling This old lover’s glove, stitched leather This mechanical sunshine This poem begun again This poem begun again This hillock overlooking the Atlantic in the evening, lambs blarting This four-chambered castle, draughty, time-shared—this pump—pimp This … Continue reading ‘This Heart’ by Geraldine Clarkson