Danielle

 

Through thickening weed,
Reflected sky carp pulse
As my line begins to drift,
Tremor, the reel clicks back

To another afternoon,
Eyes closed, her breathing
Eased to whispering: at that
Moment, her touch
A veil of sunlight all around me,
Swifts hook the sky and a crying child
Is picked up, soothed and held.

 

 

 

 

 

Kevin Patrick McCann
Illustration Nick Victor

 

A new book of poems

Buy at:
https://amazon.co.uk/Still-Pondering-Kevin-Patrick-McCann/dp/1788768671/ref=sr_1_4?keywords=Kevin+Patrick+McCann&qid=1581612715&s=books&sr=1-4


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