Ebba Simone’s Reviews > Poetry Prescription: Joy > Status Update

I read this on a train when it was raining:
"I love the sound of rain. And pauses between words. The splashes. And the gaps between leaves falling, dripping with rain. (...) The dots and dashes. I love the sound of the sky leaking, the pink pink on corrugated zinc, the sound of a roof under hail. And in between, the long dry and in the gaps the desiccating wait for ceasura, and the shelter of breaks." Eliza O'Toole

Roots

Mum's grown out her grey
less foil less dye

I've stopped wiping colour
corrector all over my face
chalky mint green

she says isn't it funny how we dress
sloppy now just casual
whatever we want -

I want to say I think we are so beautiful
sat outside the coffee shop
being honest in the
cold.

Laurie Bolger

"i thank You God for most this amazing day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes"

(E. E. Cummings)