Child in the arms by Jane Dougherty

Contemporary Family History Poetry Writing

Child in the arms



Child in the arms sleeps.
In the dark trees a marten
bows branches beneath its weight,
before the meadow is streaked with swallows. […]

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The new book, a small collection of poems with water running through them,water and what’s thicker than water, blood that binds and divides, sap that rises, clouds,despair and, sometimes, love.