First stage winner in The Poetry Business Book & Pamphlet Competition.‘an original talent with an unusually good ear for verse both formal and free’ – Sean O’BrienFindings1He settles in the burntill snow-melt smooths his young face younger still. I would recallall the lost places of his life & find them new again,the images to which he will return:a fossil of two fern leaves, which he found & gave to me;a nest of baby weasels, bald & reptilian.He says We’d best work fast,& drops his handkerchief into the nest:the cauldron seethes: claws & teeth needle the handkerchief. When they’re attached, he lifts a clutch of weasels up for me to see.
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