New Welsh Reader 132: Summer 2023
By Yvonne Reddick and Vanessa Winship
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Contents
IMPRINT
ICE
ALL THE WORLD IN A WELSH HAYLOFT
Dawn Chorus, Vesper Flights
AN EDEN
THE SUMMER OF NADIA COMĂNECI
OUTWARD BOUND
ARROWS
DAYS OF 1998
I AM UNLEARNING
LET’S PRETEND
BOULEVARD SAINT-LAURENT
WORD WOUND
VERY CLEAR AND DETAILED IN THE ODD BRILLIANT LIGHT
IMPRINT
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ICE
STORY BY JEM POSTER
PHOTOGRAPHS BY VANESSA WINSHIP
As I drive out of town the wind is rising, whipping the powdery snow from the roadside shrubs and sending it whirling across the blacktop. I know what I’m looking for but I see the sign a moment too late. The surface is treacherous. I let the car slow to walking pace before I brake.
I reverse carefully and draw up level with the turning, a rutted track shadowed by conifers. The signboard hangs on two chains from a crude wooden frame. Brody, sculptor – just that, the letters bleached and peeling. I hear the chains creak as the wind catches the board.
The frozen grasses brush the underbody as I drive up the track. A flicker of anxiety – what if I ground the car out here, if I can’t get it back to the road? – and then the track veers left and opens out on to a paved yard.
On the far side of the yard a long, low building. Rough board walls, sheet metal roof, the remains of a porch framing the door. Nailed to the boards, in the space between two of the windows, a tattered Confederate flag; above it a carved wooden eagle with its tail fanned and its wings outspread. A battered pickup is parked with its nose to the wall. I pull in alongside it, grab my camera bag and get out.
No sound but the wind. The snow around the doorway unprinted. If it wasn’t for the smoke pluming from the stovepipe I’d think the place was deserted. I look out beyond the building to the piled clouds edged with sunlight and feel the old thrill – the vertiginous sense of possibility as I step away from my own life and close in on someone else’s.
The door opens. I can just make out the man’s bulk in the shadows. For a moment he hangs back, looking out, and then he steps forward to the threshold.
He’s perfect. I visualise his gaunt, creased face lit from the side – natural light if I can set things up before it fades. He’ll be hunched over his work, his lank hair falling forward, his hands guiding the tool. It’s all there in my mind’s eye, down to the thin flake of wood curling off the blade.
‘Mr Brody?’
‘Brody. Just Brody. What do you want?’
‘I’m Anna. Anna Markham. I’m a photographer. I wonder if you’d be willing to let me sit in on your work for an hour or so. I just want a few shots. I won’t be in your way.’
‘I’m not working today.’ He leans against the door-jamb, folds his arms across his chest. ‘Who sent you?’
‘The receptionist at the motel gave me your name. Told me where to find you.’
‘I don’t mean that. I mean who’s this for? A newspaper?’
‘It’s a commission from a publisher. There’ll be a