A November Afternoon in October by Bernard Pearson

The  drooping  willows

 not quite  weeping yet

will soon be paying

old winters debt

The sky  a kind

of mathematical grey

forcloses on the

dirt poor day.


BERNARD PEARSON: His work  appears in many publications, including; Aesthetica Magazine , The Edinburgh Review, Crossways, The Gentian, Nymphs The Poetry Village, Beneath The Fever, The Beach Hut The Littlestone Journal.  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. He is also a Biographer and Prize winning short story writer

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