A poem by Gill McEvoy

    Kingfisher, Bachelors Bridge, Caldy Valley, Chester Perfect, this bridge, for leaning on the dipped curves in its steel patterned with dragonfly and frog. Perfect for watching the reflection of three willow trees: ridged bark pleats green water. Perfect for the bed of yellow flags in the mud-marsh at its edge, for a Labrador to leap into its pool. Exactly right for that rare … Continue reading A poem by Gill McEvoy