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A Small Wave for Your Form

A Small Wave for Your Form

Published by Oversteps Books 2012

54 pages – perfect bound

Cover photograph by Robert Davidson

 

Susan Taylor's poetry has a grace, an understanding of 'a life that shines through the land, the comfort and shelter of cows, the ring of my father's hands, milking'. Her women are 'as naked as a ewe that drops her fleece at the clack of shears' or as 'a willow in sunlight'. Here are her mother, grandmother, father, husband, sons - circled in love. Prepare to be enchanted.

Ann Gray

 

Jacobs

 

They were mother and daughter,

wild as hares

with eyes of molten glass.

 

They looked out for each other

and wouldn’t be confined

to such things as fields.

 

They were pied like gypsy mares,

ran as fast

as flecked foam on the sea’s crest.

 

An old hand called them breakers.

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      Bring flowers on this winter night

      where all the garden sleeps

                                      beneath its leaves

      I ache for the sweet of petal...

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