the winding heap
of apple peel
Issue 18.2 | 8 January 2019
falling from trees
Wonderful pairing of images, both as comparison, but also for the sight and sound of a storm, and the careful preparation of food. Great overall imagery!
Thank you so much for taking to read, comment, and appreciate my poem, Alan!
My pleasure and honour!
Call of the Page
I imagined a cosy, comforting scene as the narrator watches someone – a mother or grandmother perhaps – peeling apples, perhaps for a tasty apple pie or crumble. I could even imagine a hint of cinnamon in the warm air of the kitchen!
Thank you so much for the lovely comment, Marion!
winter night stand
an apple core full of seeds
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