Two poems by Joe Carrick-Varty

    Tree Shaping In our alphabet of trees you chose the first. Apple, a gravel path leading through a garden crunched over, turned left down a lonning the previous tenant never knew existed. Then Ash. 1928 we chased helicopter seeds through summer and fields backed onto by suburban patios with children playing and the kind of grass that reminds and remembers. 2017 and January … Continue reading Two poems by Joe Carrick-Varty