Two Trains, Poetry by Vin Maskell

Two trains The couple, long together,wait on Platform 6Nearly 11pma Saturday nighta warm Saturday night They are heading homefrom seeing their youngest sondrumming with two bandsFor friends and family mainlyeveryone tucked,politely squeezedinto a little record baron the northern line They are amongst the oldest thereby, well, a generationA train arrives at Platform 5as if from …

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The Great Path* by Susanna Peremartoni

Bee hotel yawning between the holes glancing at open fields north wind blows snow eating our frozen fingers They’ll warm up by the nightfall a Chinook greets beyond the great river We speed up our steps under the hangover red clouds the summer is preening I could hear it in the wind and the bees move into their new home my grandfather smiles beyond the …

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