Some favourite passages:
...although some mornings
we wake in a past room
so familiar is the window
and soft-footed
like the look of a pearl
that we feel we are
the kind of stuff
continuously inhabited
by light and memories
of light, winter birds
falling out of the sky
more spirit than flesh....
...although some mornings
we wake in a past room
so familiar is the window
and soft-footed
like the look of a pearl
that we feel we are
the kind of stuff
continuously inhabited
by light and memories
of light, winter birds
falling out of the sky
more spirit than flesh....
from "Nightshirt"
...her face contemplative as glass....
from "Annunciation"
The song in her head held
its wisteria note for the length of a question....
from "Music for Two Keyboards"
...and the slight sense of
mistaken identity
each time the daughters
catch sight of their
vivid altered selves.
from "Psalms for the House"
The blue
was something else: the cool of wall
against a woman's back, the linen
weight of her hem, and the light itself
material as the jug of warm milk
in a corner.
from "Smalt"
...movements of the soul in vivacious flesh....
from "Shudder"
Spoke without notes
in front of all these silences....
from "The Power of Light"
Comes a dancer
out of the Gloucestershire bluebell woods
blue-veiled with whatever it takes
to get to the truth.
from "Out of the Blue"
The air is suddenly bee-yellow,
peony-red, aflame:
there is more to this world than this world....
from "Enter the Dragon"
At the door the last visitor
must slough his dead skins
like a disreputable coat
and wait for the music.
from "Keepers"
You can purchase The Walls Have Angels at Waterstone's here for either home delivery or click and collect service.
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