Poetry: The Goose Tree by Moyra Donaldson

The Goose Tree   ‘There are likewise here many birds called barnacles, which nature produces in a wonderful manner, out of her ordinary course.’ -Topographia Hibernia, Gerald of Wales   There are certain trees whereon shells grow, white-coloured, tending to russet.   Each shell contains a little living creature; like the first line of a…

Sequence: ‘Now’s Dark’ at Bone Orchard Poetry

#1   now’s dark is a clever adjustment of the iris to the notlight,   now’s dark is an anguish of silhouette hidden in tree’s whispering reed   now’s dark is a white chair beneath a tree moon-illumined and somehow wrongly set   there..    #2   now’s dark is a heap of mottled silver-black…