POEM Craig Dobson

NWR Issue 116


Sunburnt, nearing fifty, with
a gut he can balance a pint glass on,
he kicks a dandelion head into August’s airless blanket,

trying to reseed the blurred horizon’s spoiled dreams.
Their green-gone-black’s stacked
in the thick air’s choking famine of his yard.

Craig Dobson has had poems published in The London Magazine, The Rialto, The North, Agenda, Stand, Butcher’s Dog, Under the Radar, The Journal, Orbis, The Interpreter’s House, Poetry Salzburg Review, The Frogmore Papers and the University of Stockholm’s Two Thirds North magazine. He has work forthcoming in Poetry Ireland Review.

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