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The poems referenced in my poem “In Another Poem”are…….

So, as promised, the poems referenced in my poem “In Another Poem” are:

How did you meet your wife by Richard Jones

We real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks

The Sun Rising by John Donne

Invisible Kisses by Lemn Sissay

I wandered lonely as a Cloud by William Wordsworth

If you want to read the original post here it is:

https://thecheesesellerswife.wordpress.com/2021/01/13/in-another-poem/

In another poem

In another poem, I swim the English Channel
Meet my love halfway across

In another poem, I play pool
Miss school, am a fool

In another poem, an unruly sun
Pokes through my curtains

In another poem, I wear a necklace
Of visible kisses

In another poem, I wander hillwards
But not that lonely

This is not that poem

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

‘In another poem’ was published by Lamplit Underground in their Issue 4 (Monsters) September 2020: https://www.lamplitunderground.com/read

Each couplet references a poem I had read the week I wrote this poem. Can you work out which poems? I admit, the first one will be tricky…….but the last one should be easy-peasy!

Seasonal


Sunlight jags across bare branches
casts long shadows over ridge and furrow
gives no favour aloof in winterbright sky
rabbits mourn the loss of grasses
russet brown of a red kite hunts above
chill wind cuts my coat
lazily going through not round

Pale primrose lies low
bold daffodils stand to attention
and the budding begins
sticky tree buds emerging from wood
reddish, shading to luminous green
all wait, as do I
with baited breath
for the right moment
the burst of Spring

Drowsy summer, warm and humid
brash coral flowerspikes
lean out of hedgerows
where bees amble and drone
in a bustling household I am idle
not gardening, not busy
sitting making plans to waste more time

Autumn leaves litter roads red and orange
the long slide into the cold begins again
advent madness beckons
like a siren calling us onto the rocks
of family festivities, hidden lonelinesses, retail greed and envy
soon rooftops will grow neon reindeer
all too soon it will be Christmas

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

This poem was first published by North of Oxford 15th June 2020: https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2020/06/14/two-poems-by-kim-whysall-hammond/

Front doors

I met so many people
painting our first front door
but it wasn’t just painting
it never is.
First chipping away rotten wood
and then an artful working of filler
to recreate the simple mouldings
a grey undercoat that smooths
before, finally
a loving coat of shiny navy blue.

It took all of a long day
on a very busy street
first the postman gave advice
then the guy delivering newspapers
to the shop three doors away
commented on how few women
paint front doors
our roofer stopped to say hello
and discuss the precarious roof
a new neighbour introduced themselves
complimented my work
offered friendship
finally my parents arrived
unexpectedly
and made tea.

I remember this, as I hide behind
another front door in another house.
We wipe its UPVC surface with alcohol
to remove virus, and
don’t touch the mail until it’s a day old
no live virus on it then.
This front door isn’t elderly wood
but hidden steel within shiny white
when we lock it, nine bolts
shoot from its interior
into the strengthened frame.
In its centre a double glazed
stained glass window
made from a drawing of mine
a Red Kite wheeling in sky
looking for the windpath
my bird of prey guarding me.

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

This poem was first published by Silver Birch Press:

https://silverbirchpress.wordpress.com/2020/04/06/front-doors-by-kim-whysall-hammond-my-front-door-series/

it was also published in‘Can you hear the people sing?‘ an anthology from Palewell Press, published November 2020:  https://palewellpress.co.uk/#People-Sing

Poems in Marble poetry and in Frozen Wavelets

I’m delighted to tell you that I have two poems published.

My poem ‘Remembrance’ has today been published in Frozen Wavelets Issue 5 . You can read it online at:

https://frozenwavelets.com/

Also, my Poem ‘Weaver’ has been published in Issue 8 of Marble Poetry https://www.marblepoetry.com/product/issue-8/ :

Coward

She has parked behind me
putting her vehicle
and her body
in the way of traffic to protect me
and I let her
coward that I am

On the edge of a dangerous road
engine failed
lorries flash past only inches away
I shiver in February cold
dressed in office skirt and heels
look in my rear view mirror

Young woman
half my age
earning less than half my salary
public servant and protector
risking herself for me
and I let her
coward that I am

When the rescue truck finally arrives
the driver too scared to remove my car
she quietly tells him his legal duty
returns to her patrol car
I walk over and thank her
she smiles
tells me it’s her job
one she loves

As we leave
she blue lights away to another shout
smiling and waving farewell

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

This poem was first published by North of Oxford in June 2020: https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2020/06/14/two-poems-by-kim-whysall-hammond/

Dryad

Made manifest in evening gloom
she and her tree lean together
roots awash with flooding
strain and pain her
others reach branches
and grasping twigs
to the stricken one
but wood is not muscle
dryads are not women
to push and pull
nothing can be done
once upright and bold
they lean now together
until they fall

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

This poem is a response to the painting shown below:

Two poems in Palewell Press Anthology

I’m delighted to tell you that I have two poems in ‘Can you hear the people sing?‘ a new anthology from Palewell Press:

Can you Hear the people sing?

My poems are Front Doors and Night’s Midpoint

Palewell Press’s second anthology of poetry and prose brings together a global set of writers, sharing their experiences of Covid-19, lockdown, the pandemic, losing track of time, a reprieve for nature, and their hopes for the future.

This anthology shares worldwide responses to the pandemic, from Yan Li’s testament to suffering in China; through Joseph Kafala of Sierra Leone’s Center for Memory and Reparations; Iranian-born Sholeh Wolpé in California; María Cristina Azcona, President of the International Forum for Literature and Culture of Peace in Latin America; Simon Lichman in Jerusalem, working for peace between Israeli and Palestinian communities; many UK-based human rights advocates: Dima Mekdad, Hasan Kahya, Anna Maria Mickiewicz, Nasrin Parvaz, Aydin Mehmet Ali, Taffy Nyawanza, Meltem Arikan, Shanta Acharya; and me!

Thank you to Camilla Reeve for accepting my poems.