Our sycamore has posted old news to the ground, though other trees have still a few bright things to say. What happened to my father’s letters? Early birds shifting between branches brought his handwriting to mind, its loops and steadiness a pleasing dance centred between the envelope’s right angles. Burnt maybe to check her sisters’ giggling searches when my mother left for work. Flames flick each curling sheet to a whisper, while morning frost glints along the railway lines that link her mining town to his.
Written by Jim McGonigal
Jim's most recent collections are In Good Time (2020), published by Red Squirrel Press, Turning Over in a Strange Bed (2017), published by Mariscat Press, and The Camphill Wren (2016), also published by Red Squirrel Press. See his website for further details: http://jamesmcgonigal.com/index.html