Trains

Trains

Trains Trains have new meaning now.Before they were crowded things,thrusting into cities,obligations and meetings.Now they rattle empty,cut across fields I walk alone inand remind me the world is still...
My mother’s handbag

My mother’s handbag

Published in First Awakening: An Anthology of Prose and Poetry by Clara Challoner Walker and Janet Dean. My mother’s handbag The black torn leathersmells like nicotine andshopping receiptsshe clutched it next to her bodywhile it hung off one shoulder.I’d watch...
Our soul

Our soul

Published in First Awakening: An Anthology of Prose and Poetry by Clara Challoner Walker and Janet Dean. Our soul I fell in love with your adventure soul The see the world, run wild and free soul I fell in love with your safety soul The comfort tea, wool jumpers and...
Aran knitting

Aran knitting

Published in First Awakening: An Anthology of Prose and Poetry by Clara Challoner Walker and Janet Dean. Aran knitting Our cultural home is stitched across the sea; her braided cables and honeycomb plaits sing of lost pearls in the ocean’s fold. Her travelling lines...