Renny - 1961 Even then, I knew my performance as a primrose wouldn’t impress. But as soon as the bell clanged we played wild animals. We’d be at it on the floor, some crawling on all fours, others writhing, all of us snarling or growling. I guessed he’d notice my sabre-tooth-tiger impression: I knew how … Continue reading Two poems by Rebecca Gethin
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Two poems by Rebecca Goss
Ants They came for us as we breathed - unified and quivering on blond gymnasium ash. Eager elbows of antennae in a dark, tremulous lace as fourteen pregnant women lay beached on Pilates mats. A midwife’s sudden alarm at the trembling, advancing line but her panic was rebuffed in a sports hall of barn … Continue reading Two poems by Rebecca Goss
