Frances Horovitz

I have been reading this book by Frances Horovitz . Andy told me about this poet when we visited sites on the Roman wall the year before last. Some of her poems are about these sites. She writes about nature in the most beautiful way, and her interests mirror mine so closely. Bones, birds, trees, sea, rivers, flowers are all there.

"I follow the passage of water

petals and debris trapped in the vortices

does the same water flow always?"

(from 'Poem in Spring')

"turn away from the window-

in the dawn light the language of birds

is a fine instrument

to lodge in your brain"

(from 'Poem in Spring')

Fable

a mirror hangs in the apple tree

'photograph of no one'

says the child

as a wind blows

and sky lies shattered

in the wet grass