Prose poem: Souvenirs

Souvenirs There is a whole collection made. Three boards and there is a filling, no delay with the right measure. There is pleasure in fired clay, artefacts of cork and country. They are little gifts of language, too, to be kept and mounted. Ladies will be sales of beautiful, beautiful! Very likely it is a passion and can speak of reckless spending, eyes on wristwatch,...

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Prose Poem: A Fountain

A Fountain A fountain is a point of return if lost. The heart will embrace the sound of water. So pure is the flow that nearly all of it shows pearls of light. It’s remarkable when the basin is level and not an inch over, one spout covering the work of two. It’s a spring of hope if hot or cold but does not mean soap. Unprecedented change and the whole thing...

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Prose Poem: Archways

Archways Archways are charming places when it’s raining. Umbrellas are out and this shows direction. Looking into its space it’s hanging, a shape heavy above with melody. It leads to sweet singing, a stage of learning and it’s not disappointing when a ticket is entry. Returning, there is semblance where shadows are darker and there is no dust and no dirt within....

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"The Sisters' Song" by Louise Allan reviewed

The Sisters' Song by Louise Allan My rating: 5 of 5 stars A Book on a Grand Scale Every now and again a book comes along that is exceptional, a story that allows you to sink beyond the page into the lives of the characters, their heartaches, failures, warmth and sincerity. Such is The Sisters' Song a debut novel by Louise Allan.     It's a family saga, set...

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