Stringing the Cards
After Leonard Cohen, Chelsea Hotel No. 2
I can’t keep track of each fallen robin flapping to the hearth,
each Virgin Mother and child falling to the sparking grate,
the snowmen, coal-eyed and carrot-nosed, scrolling
from the heat of a log-burner, curling to reveal biro blots
of Leonard or Suzanne – the distant, the never-now-seen,
almost tethered by silver pegs, strung across the chimney breast.
I’m reflecting in frosted glass baubles
in a room you have never seen and never will.
You got away, didn’t you babe.
I don’t even think of you that often.
Jill Munro has been published in major magazines including The Frogmore Press, Popshot Quarterly and The Rialto and her work has been anthologised by Candlestick Press and Calder Valley Press. She won the O’Bheal Five Words International Poetry competition 2017/18. Jill’s first collection, Man from La Paz, was published in 2015 by Green Bottle Press. She won the Fair Acre Press Pamphlet Competition in 2015 with The Quilted Universe, published 2016. Jill was awarded a Hawthornden Fellowship for 2018. She lives and writes in the depths of Ashdown Forest.