Void
Father hanged himself
perhaps above
the washhouse mangle,
or in the orchard maybe,
dressed in apple blossom.
You're wondering if I miss him,
if I miss his hand on my arm,
if his voice is fading.
It's in the sparrow's call,
ten chisel clangs,
a bicycle bell.
Maggie Mackay loves family history, which she winds into her poems. Her pamphlet, The Heart of the Run, is published by Picaroon Poetry. Her full collection, A West Coast Psalter, comes out March 2021. She is a reviewer for www.sphinxreview.co.uk.
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