A bad day by Stewart Carswell

A bad day

It is a good day to dry laundry:

a fresh wind blowing in from the east,

clouds withdrawing from the sky, and I watch clean socks

and uniforms billow on the line

while jets rehearse dry runs through the air,

a transport plane flies fresh supplies

to the front line. It is a good day

to dry laundry, check neighbours, feel turbulence.

Stewart Carswell lives in the Forest of Dean. His poems have recently been published in Under the Radar, Finished Creatures, Atrium, Ink Sweat & Tears, and The Storms Journal. He is the author of the pamphlets Sleeping through the stars (Yew Tree Press, 2026), Knots and branches (Eyewear Publishing, 2016), and the full-length collection Earthworks (Indigo Dreams Publishing, 2021). Find out more at https://stewartcarswell.co.uk