Monday, 8 March 2021

International Women's Day


Stuff the pink hearts, flowers and butterflies lets have some poetry for International Women's Day.


Use the word 'befall.' Take away

this netting, these gardening pots

with the drainage holes, these small square

days the size of calendar boxes; how each

sleep scores a line through the last,

thin and unfrayable as an eyelash. Lets not dodge

the branches as the forest runs towards us,

mark time by the near misses, loves that mend

sure as cuts sliced through shadow 

by the waving hand. i'm done with healing

over like water heals above a sinking body.

(From 'The Air Year' by Caroline Bird)

1 comment:

  1. hi id love to cite your essay on a room of ones own, but there isnt a last name on this account. is there any chance you could post it on here or email it to within the next day, if you're active? would be greatly appreciated and i thoroughly enjoyed reading your essay


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