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Finola Scott: Two poems

Local knowledge I sob alone in skyscraper canyons wait for the El, as snow layers. I’m sub-zero frozen in two hats, tartan scarf, fists snowballed in sodden coat pockets. Santa jeers from the brooch at my throat. Frost diamond-locks my … Continue reading

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Finola Scott

Still Breakfast   Puglia Sept ‘15 At double shuttered windows moleskin peaches wait in shadow, remember orchards. Plums glow dark, rich as royalty. Golden flesh nests armoured stones. Green-jacketed, leather-sheathed walnuts cradle battered wombs, butter ripe at the core. Fig … Continue reading

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Finola Scott

Uncivil Just a piece of pale twine curled dusty on the bookshelf it lay there unnoticed . This sandy string survived Mons, Ypres, Verdun deceptively strong. When lifted, two copper discs clacked worn pennies for the Ferryman. No name merely … Continue reading

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