Night Reading
written by: Joyce Butler
@joycebwriter
I read them all
every one.
All night
sitting up
underneath
my little oil lamp
I had no use
for natural light
When morning
broke the shadows,
my flickering pages
ceased to fall
disappearing
with my oil lamp
Like the last
rhyming word
I’d read.
I'm 41 years old. Mother of 2 from Waterford, Ireland. I work full-time as a Clerical Officer. I love to write poetry, micropoetry and short stories when I have time.
I was shortlisted for the Atlantis Short Story Prize 2015 and I've written the first draft of a book.
I was shortlisted for the Atlantis Short Story Prize 2015 and I've written the first draft of a book.
Latest posts by Joyce Butler (see all)
- An Gorta Mór – The Great Hunger - July 24, 2018
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- Net Stockings - January 20, 2018
