Sentences that sing
Beautiful, devasting sentences of all kinds
Sentences that sing
Beautiful, devasting sentences of all kinds
“The colours of Christmas have been exterminated and New Year resolutions are seeping away in to grey and hopeless damp. No colour anywhere. Then to the sound of trumpets in thrusts March. Triumphant. Purple fields, the trees still black and naked, the green shoots of life piercing and rising-up through the earth. It is sexy, this surge of sap. Opt
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I had a strange sensation this morning, an ‘I want to write a poem’ feeling but then I realised I wanted to write a poem I’ve already written several times. For what it’s worth, I think its ok to repeat yourself, I kind of enjoy that in other writers - sitting with them as they loop around the same intractable problem, but the desire made me read some of my last poetry book and feel a nostalgic affection for them. I don’t go back to them often, but it is interesting to me to find myself still in conversation with the emotional impulses of those poems, even if much has changed. Sharing for anyone who might need alternatives to the romantic love poems that might make you feel alienated! @bloodaxebooks
instagram.comAmy Key on one of her friend’s poems