Friends are wonderful people, all of them different, all with odd quirks that I admire or find amusing. I love my friends and try to keep in touch during the year …
FRIENDS OF MINE
one wears my t-shirts
on Sundays when I don’t need them –
dyes her hair lime-green
squeezes lemon over pancakes
watches ice-skating at midnight
hugs me when I meet her
down the back lane
another drops poems on wet floors
strews butterflies in my garden
and dances with old men
when snow ploughs come out
to clear the streets at 3 a.m.
‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, May 2016.