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Ian Carpenter
Poems
Apr 2021
Dream Piece
Last night came a dream of hoarfrost
or rather the name itself and the image it conjures -
something biting, cold, and natural in its bare comfort,
existing as a cipher for seasons.
The night before I stumbled through an old Tudor village
and I searched for you under dawn's coming slake,
peering into stables, over the bales, I could
not find you, perhaps you skipped town
taking the eastbound carriage, and I followed
feverishly into an awakeningβ¦
It was now late in the morning
and work had taken you far away from here,
and I stood out of bed into a shrinking worldβ¦
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Ian Carpenter
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