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Those Evenings I Remember by Carolyn Oulton

Those Evenings I Remember

Cobweb rain, moon fading

like a dusty footprint.

Hawthorn bursting pimples

on the shadow’s edge.

Making a lighthouse of my fingers,

left foot weighed at anchor by the fence.

Asking far too many questions

in my head.

Carolyn Oulton is Professor of Victorian Literature and Director of the International Centre for Victorian Women Writers at Canterbury Christ Church University. She teaches on the Creative and Professional Writing BA and is Project Co-Lead for in collaboration with JSTOR Labs. Her most recent poetry collection is Accidental Fruit (Worple).


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