Fresh Rain
written by: Natalie Crick
Fresh rain fell
Onto velvet skin
Beneath an open sky.
I seek shelter in you.
Every stranger
Becomes a ghost passing by.
I harvest the fog,
Bathe naked in the waxing moon.
Sometimes I think I hear
The echo of the storm.
Natalie Crick, from Newcastle in the UK, has found delight in writing all of her life and first began writing when she was a very young girl. She graduated from Newcastle University with a degree in English Literature and plans to pursue an MA at Newcastle this year. Her poetry has been published or is forthcoming in a range of journals and magazines including The Lake, Ink Sweat and Tears, Poetry Pacific, Interpreters House and Jet Fuel Review. Her work also features or is forthcoming in a number of anthologies, including Lehigh Valley Vanguard Collections 13. This year her poem, 'Sunday School' was nominated for the Pushcart Prize.
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