A poem by Helen Lamb

Today’s poem is one of my favourites by Helen Lamb (1956-2017), the Dunblane poet, short-story writer, novelist and creative writing tutor. It’s something of a poignant pleasure to host this lyrical poem, having known Helen in the last years of her life. Shortly before she died, Helen completed the manuscript of her novel Three Kinds of Kissing which is ideal quarantine reading in that it completely takes your mind off other things and into Helen’s world. I’m republishing this poem here with the permission of her partner Chris Powici. I also have a poem by Chris, an elegy for Helen, to follow.

 

Spell of the bridge

 

Hold the wish on your tongue
As you cross
What the bridge cannot hear
Cannot fall

 

For the river would carry
Your hopes to the sea
To the net of a stranger
To the silt bed of dreams

 

Hold the wish on your tongue
As you cross
And on the far side
Let the wish go first

 

 

 

 

 

 

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