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Vigil

by and published in Edition Seven of Pomegranate

We climbed a hill at Easter,
came down in snow.

The wind kissed us numb
and the flakes
were brief stars on skin.

The cross
hammered in,
strong at the summit,

was bitter
rude as the telephone masts,

the graffiti hearts,
signs of magic.

An absence struck out
on rock.

Suzannah Evans

Suzannah Evans is a Leeds-based poet who travels on foot. She is inspired by gin, trees, birds, friends, strangers, music, public transport,cities and graffiti. She has a Masters in Twentieth-Century Literature and now works as a debt counsellor, so as you can imagine she is pretty busy these days. She greatly admires the following writers, poets and lyricists: Raymond Carver, Angela Carter, William Carlos Williams, Allen Ginsberg, Ted Hughes, Roy Fisher, Kurt Vonnegut, Paul Simon, Bob Dylan, Kevin Barnes, Tim Kasher, Jesse Lacey, Matt Berninger, John Keats.

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