Imaging We can’t say for certain how long it had been there before we found it, masked by the hulk of the wardrobe, our own poor perception, its creeping rapidity, the weak radiation of winter light – its circular messages breaching the paper that glossed its scribblings over so many blinkered moons. It lived in … Continue reading Two poems by Polly Atkin
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Two poems by Polly Atkin
In the Stairwell In the stairwell the air is wood where wood is a dark mass hungry for memory and dust. It is shiny with taking, with touch. In the garden wall, a door, half-way up. In the door, fifteen etched lenses. Twelve steps to the top. The shutters are open. Cold light slips … Continue reading Two poems by Polly Atkin
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