Whoopers’ Greeting
As the stifled windmills
curve their stillness into the blank
a crop of white necked swans
spaced as boats in the churning green
unify a rush of beaks into the silent Norfolk sky,
enter the staggered view of fence and field;
seamlessly unveiling a thread continuous.
All the white seeking company with larks
low-calling ‘friend’ to the high notes,
to that invisible quaver in the cloud.
Words by Helen Pletts whose two collections, Bottle bank and For the chiding dove, are both published by YWO/Legend Press (supported by The Arts Council) and available on Amazon. Bottle bank was longlisted for The Bridport Poetry Prize 2006, under Helen’s maiden name of Bannister. You are welcome to visit http://www.stem-of-quietly-disarrayed-fertility.com/
Image by Romit Berger who says ““I am a graphic designer. I met my very dear friend, Helen Pletts, in Prague, several years ago. Helen’s inspiration has led my graphic design career into that magical realm which combines illustration and poetry, and our creative wings continue to connect our souls through time and distance.” My work can be seen on www.romitcom.com“.