Family Fire
Time-travelled fragments of mittened fingers Held in firm parental hand Exploding neighbours’ gardens Ripe with bangs and secretly given toffee-apples Eyes that glistened with a million smiles And a few deep breaths as Imagination proved secondary To ruptured air obeying gunpowder’s plot So long ago, now Yet In these simpler flames Where logs surrender to stealthy heat And memory is escorted, glowing It remains … Read More Family Fire

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