Injecting ice
into the crack of dawn,
the east wind knocks twice
on my eyelids,
but no-one is in
This short poem was commended in the Norwich Writers’ Circle open competition this year and appears in their anthology
Injecting ice
into the crack of dawn,
the east wind knocks twice
on my eyelids,
but no-one is in
This short poem was commended in the Norwich Writers’ Circle open competition this year and appears in their anthology