{"id":7959,"date":"2015-01-04T09:00:02","date_gmt":"2015-01-04T09:00:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=7959"},"modified":"2020-12-14T11:18:34","modified_gmt":"2020-12-14T11:18:34","slug":"the-twelth-day-of-christmas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/the-twelth-day-of-christmas\/","title":{"rendered":"The Twelfth Day of Christmas &#8211; Maria Taylor, Stephanie Green and Karen Dennison"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Flurry<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Window panes bear the weight<br \/>\nof winter snow. Something unseen<br \/>\nleaves ice fingerprints on glass.<\/p>\n<p>Inside the debris: torn paper hats<br \/>\nnovelty shrapnel from crackers<br \/>\nscrewed-up fists of wrapping paper.<\/p>\n<p>Carollers sing of birds and gold rings.<br \/>\nYou twist the band on your finger<br \/>\nwhere a vein runs to the heart.<\/p>\n<p>His face returns, crisp as a snowflake.<br \/>\nYour hands want to make sense of him,<br \/>\nyou won\u2019t be able to hold him long.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Maria Taylor<\/strong> has been published in a range of magazines, including The Rialto, The North and Magma. Her debut collection Melanchrini was published by Nine Arches Press and shortlisted for the Michael Murphy Memorial Prize. She blogs at<a href=\"http:\/\/miskinataylor.blogspot.co.uk\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">: http:\/\/miskinataylor.blogspot.co.uk<\/a>\/<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Snowed In<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Lying in bed, I listened to the muffled deadness<br \/>\nof falling snow, the world gone deaf,<br \/>\nblanked out, its heart shut close,<\/p>\n<p>snow banking up, mutely filling the lane,<br \/>\nsweeping in waves, cresting the hedges,<br \/>\nmiles of white stretching to the coast.<\/p>\n<p>He came to me through the snow at midnight<br \/>\nlike a dream. His car abandoned at the top of the valley,<br \/>\nhe waded in oil-skins and galoshes through the drifts<\/p>\n<p>to hammer and shout at my door. In such weather,<br \/>\nwouldn&#8217;t you, even a single woman<br \/>\nin an isolated cottage, let a stranger in?<\/p>\n<p>I knew who he must be. No one but a doctor,<br \/>\nmidwife or vet would be out in a white-out.<br \/>\nMy dog stopped barking, as he let her sniff<\/p>\n<p>his hand and squirmed in pleasure as he caressed her.<br \/>\nI did not know when I opened the door,<br \/>\nsnow would continue to fall,<\/p>\n<p>even when spring came, and summer,<br \/>\na deep drift of impenetrable snow<br \/>\nwe could not dig through, would not thaw.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Stephanie Green<\/strong> has an MPhil in C\/W from Glasgow University (2004).\u00a0 \u2018Flout\u2019, her pamphlet inspired by Shetland landscape, folklore and culture, will be published by HappenStance, 2015 and launched at StAnza.\u00a0 Originally London-based, she moved, via Wales, to Edinburgh in 2000.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Closed Window<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>She finds the photo he sent her<br \/>\nof the leadlight window they slept under.<\/p>\n<p>She remembers the single bed, the Surrey flat;<br \/>\nwinter\u2019s spectral morning creeping through<br \/>\nthe rose-quartz and frostwork panes,<br \/>\nmarbling his face;<br \/>\nhow they curled<br \/>\ntheir hands around mugs of steaming tea,<br \/>\nfelt bare floorboards under bare feet,<br \/>\nshivered under the coverless duvet;<br \/>\nhow the still air held a faint trace<br \/>\nof evening\u2019s bonfire, its damp remains.<\/p>\n<p>Like children, they had puffed out<br \/>\nclouds of breath and steamed up<br \/>\nthe mirror, shrouding their faces.<\/p>\n<p>On the back of the photo:<br \/>\nthe words to a song,<br \/>\nhis smudged and faded writing.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Karen Dennison<\/strong>&#8216;s poems have been published in magazines and anthologies. She won the Indigo Dreams Collection Competition in 2011 and her first collection <em>Counting Rain<\/em> was published in February 2012. Karen is editor and publisher of the pamphlet<em> Book of Sand.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Flurry Window panes bear the weight of winter snow. Something unseen leaves ice fingerprints on glass. Inside the debris: torn paper hats novelty shrapnel from crackers screwed-up fists of wrapping paper. Carollers sing of birds and gold rings. You twist the band on your finger where a vein runs to the heart. 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