‘Good things happened on that day also’ by Elizabeth Barrett

Good things happened on that day also Through a crowded carriage window as it pulled away, a glimpse of my daughter. Later that day a drizzle of sun like ginger honey on the Dales. From a distant train a trail of steam hemming a seam of sky. The village shop where I bought curd tart and apricots. A woman bleeding at the leg picking nettles … Continue reading ‘Good things happened on that day also’ by Elizabeth Barrett