‘The Eel’ by Hugh Dunkerley

The Eel after Montale Eel, siren of cold oceans, quitting the Baltic for our seas, our estuaries, our rivers, coming up from the deeps, nosing under the downstream surge from tributary to tributary, stream to stream, wanting to get back inside, to get to the heart of rock, infiltrating rills of mud, until one day light glancing off chestnuts ignites her fuse in stagnant puddles, … Continue reading ‘The Eel’ by Hugh Dunkerley

‘First Contact’ by Hugh Dunkerley

First Contact I Through a haze of ultrasound we make you out, little amphibian curled in your amniotic pool. You’re still a long way off, still trying to conjure limbs, kidneys, a central nervous system, still wrestling with your DNA, the fishtail that loops you back into the Devonian. On the monitor the nurse picks out your infant heart draining and filling with new minted … Continue reading ‘First Contact’ by Hugh Dunkerley