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Sahand Hoseini



written by: Jenny Middleton


How illness’ bald precision
Leans its shadowy gnomon
At damp mouths, at a past

Too tight to speak
The starless, darkness of its own cavities
Unless it is to the soil’s prostrate

Buzz of the unfurling dead.
Their powdery silt laid down
Amongst lost paramours clambering in

Abandoned seas’ fossilised dissatisfactions.
No moment is sacred. No paper writ
Without the scrape

Of cells unveiled.
A steely cap of boots
Shrives bone to a skin drum’s slack

Pain, beating voices clear of velvet mufflers –
Of scrolled, marbled tongues
Swung from history’s lidded crypt.

Jenny Middleton

Jenny Middleton

Jenny Middleton's poems have been published in various printed anthologies and online sites. Jenny studied English Literature and Drama at university and went on to study a postgraduate degree in education to qualify as a teacher; she is now a working mum. Her poems are often drawn from real experiences or inspired by artwork.
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