Speaking Volumes
When it grabs you,
poetry is a book
on a pinhead:
pricking your soul,
scratching your mind,
dancing in your brain.
Cheating Angel
The wing of a soul
tipped the sun
that tilted the earth.
The moon smiled,
and a woman
lit a candle
for the baby
she never saw.
• Fiona Boyle is a second year student reading Creative Writing at Winchester University.
