I lost my beloved mum last month, so it feels timely to see a fragment of my poem 'FLOURISH' in this new poetry prescription from @poetrypharmacy.bsky.social "For the gentle contemplation of mortality, the making of peace with impermanence and of what remains". Thanks to Deborah Alma for asking. ❤️🩹
![A read square with white text along the top reading 'from ‘[’You’re still alive. You’re the very bottom...’]’ by Vasyl Stus translated by Alan Zhukovski'. Beneath this is an extract from the poem: Your soul’s about to rush away - a horse who tore his tether. Please tell me: are you still alive? Oh, really? Another flash of fire? The view around has gotten clearer, so much clearer now. You’re dazzled by the light. Beneath this is a simple illustration of a horse leaping, followed by the text 'The Poetry Review, Winter 2022'.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:qoei5p7vuielfishfihhccbk/bafkreigebfd5tyqqpqssjidgq725gdu4j2jvuqyr3pbvg6iqqigee3iwiq)
![SARAH DOYLE:
PRAYERS AND SPELLS
Two images:
Irené,1862. John Everett Millais and Joseph Swain (BMAG)
(woman kneeling at window)
The Ligeia Siren [The Sea-Spell] – Sketch of a Girl playing a Musical Instrument,1887. Gabriel Dante Rossetti (BMAG)
(woman playing stringed musical instrument)](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:ltcmzhf6ivcaxxslp7ooyw6o/bafkreibe5cztdtnekwoykyicqi3w37l7qfyzehwllbqtvaqrzfnemovywe)
