What would I preserve of me?
Today it is the ripe autumnal smell
of woodsmoke as night approaches:
an expiring exhalation, burning,
but slow, without intensity,
pungent, and wholly impersonal.
After-image
John Killick has been a teacher and has run a small press. His present project is using literature to help dementia sufferers. The poems in this collection embrace humour and mystery, travel and nature, creativity and periods of calm reflection.
Today it is the ripe autumnal smell
of woodsmoke as night approaches:
an expiring exhalation, burning,
but slow, without intensity,
pungent, and wholly impersonal.
After-image
John Killick has been a teacher and has run a small press. His present project is using literature to help dementia sufferers. The poems in this collection embrace humour and mystery, travel and nature, creativity and periods of calm reflection.