The Poems of David Garlick
We are going on holiday soon. Dad is packing the car. He says that we are going to the mountains. He says that we are going camping. Mum has a long list. She ticks all the things on the list. She is worried in case we leave something behind. Dad says. “Don’t worry so […]
Stars and angels or candles and clouds; velas y faldas amplias? The dance; wings on air, the spell of music and movement. My heart in step, my mind lost in rhythm and laughter. Music that reaches me across mountains and deserts across language and time. Sweet arrow in my heart. At a table, yet […]
I stood in my garden, on a warm summers morning. The flowers were smiling, resting from toil. Red Robin was busy, a snail slowly slithered, as I heard a strange drumming, from freshly turned soil. A ripple a roll then a sort of a bump sound, quite regular really, except for the thump. But […]
Part One Our father named us, The Animals! Come here animals, he would call. Nancy, the eldest was Rabbit. I was Rat! Rats have always fascinated me. I would have loved to have a white one but there was some resistance to this, so I had to make do with another boy’s […]