{"id":949,"date":"2011-01-03T11:00:00","date_gmt":"2011-01-03T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=949"},"modified":"2020-12-14T11:14:53","modified_gmt":"2020-12-14T11:14:53","slug":"the-tenth-day-of-christmas-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/the-tenth-day-of-christmas-2\/","title":{"rendered":"The Tenth Day of Christmas"},"content":{"rendered":"

Snow<\/span><\/p>\n

Winter comes with the half-remembrance of rain
and the sudden opening out of the city
into wide white vistas of snow.
A trail of footprints through unsullied whiteness,
brings a memory of shuffling home frozen-footed
where orange street light
created pools and shallows in icy gardens
and birds had left their twiggy signatures on the tops of cars.
Tonight will freeze the city beneath a brittle crust,
skid the cars onto frozen pavements,
wind the city down to \u201cslow\u201d:
as if it\u2019s had its mouth stuffed full of snow
or the night has raised a finger to its lips to hush us,
as if the sky has whispered \u201cno\u201d.<\/p>\n

Julia Webb<\/p>\n

Snow<\/span><\/p>\n

Those were our summer days
but some were  wintry
as snow
 
somehow we continued to  grow 
as men made
from snapped sticks
and  stones
 
so far as I know
most are still standing
though  some
fell<\/p>\n

over or
froze
as angel  wings<\/p>\n

Paul McGrane<\/p>\n

*Julia Webb<\/span> is a poet living in
\nNorwich. She has a degree in Creative Writing from Norwich University of
\n the Arts and a Creative Writing MA from The University of East Anglia.  <\/p>\n

*Paul McGrane<\/span>'s poems have been published in Aesthetica, city lighthouse (the current tall-lighthouse anthology), The Delinquent, Nutshell, South Bank Poetry and Alight Here, the online project finding poems and images inspired by each of London\u2019s 270 underground stations.
 <\/p>\n

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