Wednesday, 12 July 2017

In April three poems were published at The Clearing. Here's one - follow the link to their beautiful site for the others...

Calf  Eye

The clump of gawkers stood around to watch
a digger lift the dead calf from the beach.

A Devon Red its beaten hide sand-caked,
twisted legs flung out, lying like it might

have dug its way up from a darker place,
to die, satisfied, in ozone and light.

The driver heel-screwed his cigarette,
climbed in the cab and turned toward the calf.

One clouded eye stared up, pointing blindly
at the canvas sky. A polished pebble,

quartz and slate embedded in a slab
of sand and hair. An eye that once looked

through a thin fence without understanding.
The digger chuntered in. We turned aside.


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