Forget me not. We are going with a drone and a purr, we are crooning a death song’s hushed hiss. We are going into the void, falling out of language. Null. Silent. Backs to earth,
Forget me not.
We are going with a drone and a purr,
we are crooning a death song’s hushed hiss.
We are going into the void, falling out of language.
Null. Silent. Backs to earth, hum to slump.
Changed. Gone still. Gone silent.
No thrum, no trill, no beat to reverberate.
When we are gone, who will you tell?
Alison Jones
Alison Jones is a teacher, and writer with work published in a variety of places, from Poetry Ireland Review, Proletarian Poetry and The Interpreter’s House, to The Green Parent Magazine and The Guardian. She has a particular interest in the role of nature in literature and is a champion of contemporary poetry in the secondary school classroom. Her pamphlet, ‘Heartwood’ was published by Indigo Dreams in 2018, with a second pamphlet. ‘Omega’, and a full collection forthcoming in 2020.
https://www.indigodreams.co.uk/alison-jones/4594492474