All the month long
the cherry trees have been readying boughs
with their bob and curtsey petticoats
wedding the chalk-blue, blackbird fluted air—
and when at night the wind comes,
singing its caresses through the branches,…

In the space between words their intention

Seven words, two prepositions, one determiner, one pronoun, three nouns, each with their own dictionary entries. Put them together and what do they mean? That meaning is not the sum of the words used, but what is not said? As a musician might have it, that the music is in the silence between the notes? That words are what they are not?

‘Cold on the picket line’ the first line from my poem ‘In the shadow of the Great Strike of Penrhyn’ which contrasts two strikes that took place within seven miles of each other, albeit separated by 116 years.

The road whispers
in a language not heard these seventy years

When I decided to sell my prints online, one of my first thoughts was ‘how am I going to send them?’