Stirred Poetry This Month is Lost things

Anna Percy’s poem

Mostly Nocturnal Scribbler

Escalation of Lost Things

 

a child’s glove waving from a park railing

means one small cold hand

 

a pair of synthetic scuffed high heels askew on tarmac

could be blisters or something more sinister

 

That top stuffed hastily in a municipal bin

one sleeve trailing worried me for days

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The Stirred quad is formed of Rebecca Audra Smith, Anna Percy, Jasmine Chatfield and Lenni Sanders.

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