What beautiful pieces - each compliments each other.
Re: “A photo I took of a pine trunk fire in my garden”
Wow … there’s a face immediately there.
I’m looking up its nostrils, the eyes behind, the mouth - as if.caught mid-sentence; speaking drunk maybe? Or mid oration in a scene from an unnamed Play. It’s an exquisite, arresting image.
So glad you enjoyed it!! The fire inspired the poem! It was one of those trunk fire thingys where the inside is hollowed a little and that’s where you light it and it burns slowly through.
thanks! that’s a really old poem now - it almost feels cheeky posting it!! I wrote it about 20 years ago then adapted it a bit for publication a few years ago.
These poems are so perfect for the season. They make me think of sitting around a crackling fire ♥️ I also love your daughter’s illustration!
Thank you!!! ❤️
What beautiful pieces - each compliments each other.
Re: “A photo I took of a pine trunk fire in my garden”
Wow … there’s a face immediately there.
I’m looking up its nostrils, the eyes behind, the mouth - as if.caught mid-sentence; speaking drunk maybe? Or mid oration in a scene from an unnamed Play. It’s an exquisite, arresting image.
Yes I see it!! And thank you!
The photo of the fire in your garden is captivating. Obviously, the poetry is too! I really enjoyed the second one.
So glad you enjoyed it!! The fire inspired the poem! It was one of those trunk fire thingys where the inside is hollowed a little and that’s where you light it and it burns slowly through.
I didn't know you could do that! <looks at the stumps in the garden...>
Research Swedish fire log!
I like “the drift of your hip”, in such a snowy context. 🙂
thanks! that’s a really old poem now - it almost feels cheeky posting it!! I wrote it about 20 years ago then adapted it a bit for publication a few years ago.