Home #Blue Nib Issues Issue 42 | July 2020 | Poetry by Chaucer Cameron

Poetry by Chaucer Cameron

STILL LIFE
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I am sorry, sweetheart, I could not protect you, but the wildlife will still
call: badger, fox, mouse, frog, slowworm, robin, they will guard
their territory
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this space, despite the rain, will trap sun, a swing-seat near the wall
can catch the heat, dawn will hear the goldfinch sing, damsons falling
softly one by one
&
spiders, small creatures, all their scurries leave no footprints, trail
of feathers, hair or even bone, this square of place, secluded, a surpri...

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