Wishing you all a happy Monday and a wonderful new week,
with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
We are deeply honoured and delighted that this poem features on Poetry Ireland’s Poet in Residence Blog for July 2021. A big thank you to Catherine Ann Cullen and Poetry Ireland for sharing my work in this way.
We’ve had some heavy rain the last few days. The weather was wild in the North with gale force winds, flinging our last apples from the tree. We’ll leave these for the hedgehogs, the visiting birds.
There are so many ways to climb the hill. Stone steps are here for those who stride big, who like something solid underfoot. I prefer to take smaller steps, feel the soil between my toes, the earth’s heartbeat.
may flowers this forest speaks of growing your own star
We pause to read messages left here by the deer, hear the swish of dippers’ wings above the flowing waters. It’s in the silence, where we hear our guidance speak.
this world we sail in the water on the outside spurs the dream
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