Fisherman by Brian Turner is this Tuesday’s poem.
It was chosen by Emma McCleary who writes:
I love the utter quiet despair in this poem. I find that if you really listen and pay attention to the world then it’s often the small, the quiet and the unassuming people and things that have the most impact. . .
. . . This poem has a hollowing feel, a poignant sense of loss, and something that I too felt couldn’t completely be explained by words when people asked, “How are you?”
Among links to other Tuesday poems int he side bar are:
Helen Lowe’s choice Blue by Catherine Fitchett.
Catherine has just joined the Tuesday poets and her choice this week is Jim Brock’s Aubade: Good Daylight.
Helen Heath’s choice is The First Drummer Boy of Xmas by Jennifer Compton which starts:
Yesterday I was at the Mall and I heard
my first rendition of Little Drummer Boy.
Dear Lawd above – I said to myself – Xmas is hard upon us. For our sins.
It is time to head down the back paddock . . .
And at Stoatspring Harvey Malloy features Poem for a Geography Teacher by Anna Livesay.