The Friday Poem

A poem every Friday

Annie Fisher

Close up graphic of a green leaf. It is partially transparent on a white background, and the veins running through the leaf are clearly visible.

Drawing the clean light in and doing good

Annie Fisher reviews The Bigger Picture by D. A. Prince (HappenStance, 2022)
Looking through an underpass. A house can be discerned through distant mist.

Tangerine seethe beneath coal crackle

Annie Fisher reviews Relativism by Mary Ford Neal (Taproot Press, 2022)
painting of a verdant hillside with a peacock in the foreground in front of some purple flowers

That first bright garden

Annie Fisher reviews Rain Tree by Ruth Sharman (Templar, 2022)
What the owl said to me

What the owl said to me

by Annie Fisher — I blink, therefore I am. / The moon and stars despise your crude chronology. / The skylark’s ecstasy is the sparrowhawk’s breakfast. // If you're scared of the dark, don't sleep in the forest.
A pastel hued watercolour of two older people in a squashy bed/ A woman on the left and a man on the right. They are wearing pyjamas and appear to be sleeping in a loose embrace

He turns to her, she turns to him

Annie Fisher reviews Pearls: the complete Mr and Mrs Philpott poems by Helena Nelson (HappenStance, 2022)