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    The Pinprick of the Moment
    The Pinprick of the Moment
    The Pinprick of the Moment
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    The Pinprick of the Moment

    By Claire Gathercole

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    In this second volume of poetry, Claire Gathercole's poems explore and confront the feelings engendered either by a day of tragedy or by some other stimulus which encourages a poem.


    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherClaire Gathercole
    Release dateMar 15, 2023
    ISBN9781915889140
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      The Pinprick of the Moment - Claire Gathercole

      These poems are dedicated to all those

      people whose stories have inspire them.

      Poetry balances itself on the pinprick of the moment

      From Saturday by Ian McEwan, published by Jonathan Cape

      Reprinted by permission of The Random House Group Ltd

      C O N T E N T S

      pinpricks

      Ash Wednesday 2001

      Child of Kosovo

      The Knife

      Breaking Ground (9/11)

      Long Division (Bali)

      Remembrance Sunday 2000

      The Wartime Hospital

      What next

      echoes

      Echoes

      Nowhere to Hide

      The Blood Red Rose

      Skadar Lake

      Medea

      Waves and Billows

      The Glass Goblet

      The Match

      dreaming

      The Pilot

      I dreamed a dream last night

      Dreaming of White Geese

      We’ll meet again

      Mallory’s Pilgrimage

      Miles Davis observed

      Five Thimbles

      shadows

      The Dance of Death

      The Bomb

      The Day of the Wall

      Poppies

      Searching Shadows

      Straight Lines

      The Flickering Flame

      The Tower

      consider

      The enchanted tree

      Autumn Leaves

      Roadside Flowers

      Dancing Colours

      The Silence of the Bells

      musings

      Nightmare

      Mapping

      Violets

      The Mystery Ingredient

      What time is it?

      A spider on a web Description automatically generated with low confidence

      pinpricks

      Ash Wednesday 2001

      Light, light the fires

      but do not let the embers

      fade, the ash grow cold

      for then the phoenix cannot rise.

      Fan, fan the flames

      our animals deserve to light

      the sky from east to west

      to mark their sacrifice.

      Where, where is their inheritance?

      Not one lamb or calf or piglet left

      nowhere that sheep may safely graze

      or munch the grass their parents fed upon.

      Blow, blow the ash and keep it

      burning

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