I could sit here all night and listen to the falling of rain outside. I am meant to be reading but keep getting distracted by the scrape of new furniture along the floorboards next door, by this outrageous rain that soaks with no apology. We have new neighbours, the children sleep, he has found aContinueContinue reading “#82”
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Stella del Mattino
Sitting in the car on a rainy day, waiting for you. One child calls ‘mummy, mummy’ from the back seat, the other breathes a slow, sleep-filled breath. Stella del mattino plays and this is the moment I can snatch to write a poem, A moment I had not seen before.
A walk near Shere
‘Big, big muddy puddle!’ Sam said, over and over and he jumped in them until his shoes were wet through. Hail fell around us and the sky turned dark, but it felt good to be outside, even still. EDIT: This poem was eventually made into a poetry print. You can find it here. It alsoContinueContinue reading “A walk near Shere”
Weight
There’s something so liberating in the crash of the downpour outside, in the rush of the rain, the weight of it as it falls. We open the window and listen.
elisabeth pike 