Journey’s End

by Alwyn Marriage

A dream

the lane was overgrown and pot-holed,
and when I reached the end, I found
the chapel was in ruins.

behind the south wall, where the sun
had not gained entry yet today
the ground was rimed in frost

and stillness of such deep intensity
that I could hear no sound, not even
a falling stone or wind rustling the trees

until a robin landed, bursting into song
to announce that for this lonely worshipper
morning service had begun.

Alwyn Marriage’s twelve books include poetry, fiction and non-fiction — most recently, The Elder Race (novel) and Pandora’s pandemic (poetry). Her new collection, Possibly a Pomegranate, will be published in Spring 2022She has given readings all over Britain and Europe and in Australia and New Zealand. Formerly a university philosophy lecturer and CEO of two international literacy and literature NGOs, she’s currently Managing Editor of Oversteps Books. www.marriages.me.uk/alwyn

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