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poetry
THIRD PRIZE WINNER - SENTINEL LITERARY
QUARTERLY
POETRY COMPETITION (OCTOBER 2009)
Through Dust
By
MANDY
PANNETT
There's a different aura round this
street;
pots of flowers in courtyards,
spinners' tales.
I'm here, up here, the second to left -
golden haired, intricate,
tarnished.
You'd think us identical, sculpted in
stone.
Most of the others gaze up at the sky,
I
peer down at the ground.
It was wildly modern back then -
recitals and colonies, trenches and
doves,
the decline of opulent men...
Words in my head are revolving like
scrolls.
Move me
to a different nook,
a water front and a slow white sea.
I should be home.
Tell me, is Rome yet famous for geese?
Do trains still pass Chillon's walls?
You might look up through the dust at
me -
I'm there, on the left;
that angel.
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OCTOBER INDEX
EDITOR'S NOTE
DRAMA
ESSAYS & REVIEWS
FICTION
POETRY
COMPETITIONS
Mandy Pannett
lives in
West Sussex where she is a creative writing tutor. She also
supports several local writing groups and runs an Arts Cafe.
Her first poetry collection 'Boy's Story' was issued, with
original music, as a CD. Two further collections have been
published by Oversteps Books - 'Bee Purple' and 'Frost
Hollow'. Her work has been widely published in small press
magazines and online. She is currently working on a new
collection. Her poem,
"The God of Allotments" won Third Prize in the Sentinel
Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition (July 2009)
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