1 An old man struggles along a mass of meltingtarmac, eerie shapes curling through the wall of heat.The town is otherwise deserted, everyonecowers behind shuttered windows, out of the heat. Under an umbrella the old man mumbles “Rain”. Behind their shutters, the whole town’s praying for rain. 2 By the roadside, every blade of grass […]
Tag: Narrative
The Shadiness of Willows
In the glaucous state of becoming, she recalled the words she was singing in her dream: ‘Willow weep for me’. Her hair was delicate branches, her thoughts rain-scented leaves. She had been warned not to cry beneath a willow. Now it clasped her in an everlasting embrace and the grooves in its trunk traced the lines […]
writing in north norfolk 