This morning, I was delighted to receive a copy of the latest Sarasvati magazine, with its beautiful cover and filled with poetry. Some of that poetry is mine, from my latest book Hearth and I am very pleased to be included. Many thanks to Indigo Dreams Publishing and editor Dawn Bauling.
Hearth is available from me or http://www.culturedllama.co.uk/
Sarasvati from http://www.indigodreams.co.uk
Here’s a poem from Sarasvati, chosen from Hearth and offered here for International Womens’ Day:
When his mother died, Seamus Heaney
wrote a poem about folding a sheet with her.
So many days I have lifted sheets
from the line with my own mother.
She taught me the way of folding.
Together we would dance to and fro,
handing the cloth to her as she made
the final fold, a pat and sigh,
that slight smile to meet my eye,
then on to the next.
I never wanted it to end.