ROOTS

the madrigal, volume ii

Staying With People

by bernard pearson

It was nothing O’clock,

The rain fell up the window pane

Outside an old and aromatic kitchen

The only noise, the slumping of dogs,

In creaking baskets.

 

This was a house

Where Sunday

Dragged its feet,

As if going to school.

Only the bereaved

Were aware of the time.

Here the world might

Come to an end

And no one

Would even notice.

BERNARD PEARSON: His work  appears in  over sixty publications, including; Aesthetica Magazine , The Edinburgh Review, Crossways,  In 2017 a selection of his poetry ‘In Free Fall’ was published by Leaf by Leaf  Press. In 2019  he won second prize in The Aurora Prize for Writing for his poem Manor Farm