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Three Awkward Ears - by Denise Riley

{ Poem }

ice-burned tongues / clump into celestine’s / eye-blue spar

Viking Horse-bone Ice Skates - by Jane McKie

{ Poem }

The horse won’t know how its metatarsal
/ can be whittled by friction with the lake,
/ how the act of skating is part…

Winter (EM) - by Edwin Morgan

{ Poem }

The year goes, the woods decay, and after,
many a summer dies. The swan
on Bingham’s pond, a ghost, comes and goes.

chan eil mi nad aghaidh - by Aonghas MacNeacail

{ Poem }

1
/ chan eil mi nad aghaidh a thaistealair ghil
/ tha thu ruith tro mo chuislean mar…

TV Hockey - by Anne Wilkinson

{ Poem }

Players, humped as oxen, brood in boxes;
/ One by one stumble from their cages
/ (Lift of gulls, swing and loop and lag
/ And…

The Ice-Wolf - by Dragutin Tadijanovic

{ Poem }

Who doesn’t know I come from Rastušje
/ And went to school in Podvinje?…
/
/ A winter’s morning. Frost.
/ I’m walking alone from the village.
/ Passing…

‘A single quaver…’ - by Gael Turnbull

{ Poem }

A single quaver
of loosening ice
extends across the silence,
revives the air
with the almost forgotten song
of snow melting to water

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