December 19, 2019

Winter Over Nantyglo by Byron Beynon

It is difficult to see
down the valley tonight,
only the street lights
stretched like buoys in a dangerous world
offer the meat of comfort.
Here during winter
icicles resemble witches bones.
“Snow weather!” my uncle says
in a voice deliberate and frozen,
the colder elements annoy him. 
We shiver together
as the mountain streams
soften into silence,
their music is primitive
as they return 
to neolithic caves
forming elephant trunks.







Byron Beynon lives in West Wales. He coordinated the Wales section of the poetry anthology Fifty Strong (Heinemann).  His collections include The Sundial (Flutter Press), The Echoing Coastline (Agenda Editions), Cuffs (Rack Press) and Nocturne in Blue (Lapwing Publications). His selected poems appeared in 2018 (Bilingual: English/Romanian - published by Bibliotecha Universalis/Collectiile/ Revistei "Orizont Literar Contemporan", translations by Dr Monica Manolachi, University of Bucharest).

1 comment:

  1. Yes, I like this, Byron. It really is right for that part of the world.

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