Summer has gone
the stunted days darken into
round silver moons
the soup spoon kisses
our mouths when we’re apart.
Stomachs full
my softness circles yours
dipping into you as we lie in bed
round as spoons
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by Katie Moudry. A collection of poems exploring what is hidden within the dark center of the heart's flame.
The Hollow Flame
Various poems that I've written that are going towards a collection called 'The Hollow Flame'. So called because flames are something of a paradox - the part of the flame that burns brightest is also the coolest, its the clear middle that is hottest, even though it appears to be empty. And it's the parts of ourselves, other people and the world which aren't always obvious and which can seem like empty spaces that i like best. It includes about all the important subjects of life: love, life, the universe, the nature of God and, of course, why there are so many odd socks in the sock drawer.
About Me
- Katie Moudry
- Recently featured on a Radio 4 show 'Poetry Workshops' and shortlisted for the 2010 Bridport Prize, Katie is a rising star in the South West. Her poems combine vivid and sensual imagery with a lyrical quality to create subtle poems exploring the light and darkness in the world, and in ourselves.
Sensuous. x
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