Belinda Rule


Belinda Rule
Friday, 21 February 2020

Retired, my father
tells me things.
He saw, far out to sea,
a great Pacific gull,
hefty, hook-beaked,
hound a crow,
slim brushstroke of ink.

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'The Things the Mind Sees Happen' a new poem by Belinda Rule

Belinda Rule
Thursday, 26 February 2015

They are stored in a box,
jewelled eggs: