E Y E W E A R, THE BLOG - FREEDOM MEANS BEING UNAFRAID TO WRITE WHAT YOU THINK

Eyewear is very pleased to offer a new poem by Penelope Shuttle , this autumn Sunday.  Her new book, Sandgrain and Hourglass , is just out from Bloodaxe, and is a Poetry Book Society Recommendation.  It will be reviewed here soon. Loss I search the lake shore every morning for medicines, and for that silver cub, fame Autumn does his best to make up for the unfinished chapters of our life, as does the dark-bright gaze of the little living goddess of Kathmandue on today’s front page For a million years, God struggled to create the cat from the lion’s sneeze, took another million years to perfect the whale’s heartbeat - Surely I can bear, for my short lifespan, these five wounds of loss in my hands, feet and heart no herb can heal, no season, not even autumn, knows how to bear poem by Penelope Shuttle