The World of Stonehenge Exhibition at the British Museum. Visit 16.3.22
This huge, black room
lined with cases filled
with uplit remnants
of our past
Poetry & art by Rebecca Lehmann
Poetry by Bea Lehmann
This huge, black room
lined with cases filled
with uplit remnants
of our past
Warden Point Cumbersome yearcome to rest uponthis quiet beachat world’s end reachhere we meet under soft grey skiespebbles crackle underfoottender glands constrictmy throat the tide is awayreveals expanse of rippled claywhich, each daywashes new fossilsinto our consciousnessshark’s teeth, lobster tailsfishes’ vertebrae people cometo collect these lessonsfrom Father time iron whelk in my palmwho slithered in […]
Read Moreher yellow eyes
lined black
half-closed
glistening
I hadn’t noticed the starlings until the moment
they suddenly fall silent
the trees are letting go their leaves nowscattered offeringsmyriad gifts of foodin delicious hues tomato, tangerine, limesaffron, honey, nut butter peppering the groundwith fallen lightharvest festivalreturned to earth. (Images taken at edibleculture, Faversham)
Read MoreI am a library;
there are millions of voices
and stories inside of me
written in code
in every cell
It’s 5.30am and inexplicably
I am awake
I yield to the conscious realm
put on my cosy clothes
make a fire
cup of tea
Read MoreI debated for a while whether to self-publish or play the traditional game of submitting work to publishers, but I’m too impatient for that. Plus I have friends who were waiting for me to put together a collection… so hell, I just did it. Being a graphic designer meant that laying out a book wasn’t […]
Read Morepaint me Krishna blue
so I might sing infinity
unfold the darkness
where all forgotten stars are nestled
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