Sarah Dixon: a poem



Waiting in the tunnel

Each year

as I reached up on tiptoes

my fingers explored a new ledge.

My breath held in the darkness

between two daylights

until, one year,

my fingers felt the roof.

When I had to fold myself in half

to remain hidden

I lost interest in the game.



Sarah L Dixon lives in Linthwaite. Adding wax patterns to Wednesday was released by Three Drops Press in 2018. Her first book, The sky is cracked, was released by Half Moon Press in 2017. Sarah’s inspiration comes from being in and by water and from adventures with her son, Frank. You can find her here:  http://thequietcompere.co.uk.

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