The Lost Country

I have just received my contributors copy of ‘The Lost Country’ published by the Exiles writing group, based in Fort Worth Texas. The anthology  a biannual, beautifully presented, eclectic blend of poetry and prose is available on Amazon. I have two poems in the anthology, here is the first of them

Notes on a Neglected House

 

I could have lived here

 

Taken this old pile for my shell-

 

Turned a heavy key in the oak door

 

And dreamed, as others must have dreamed

 

Of love by a smouldering fireside.

 

 

I could have been the ghost

 

Who rises up to greet you

 

Having little else to do.

 

The solitary man who trudged

 

Through a cobwebbed garden of dead trees

 

The desultory remnants of orchard

 

Feeling the soft crackle of dry leaves

 

A pardon of frosty silences.

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I too could have seen the mist

 

Miasmic in late autumn gloom

 

Merge with the rain in synthesis

 

Then rise from the rotting earth-

 

Like smoke

 

From a stubbed candle

 

 

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