Monthly poem - August

AUGUST 2016

The rowan tree tightens its fist
then loosens its grip.
Nettles dally and droop.
Far away, a stream dawdles.
Flies pin the landscape in my room
with a network of take offs and landings.
This is not the time of rose buds
but old summer warmth
and all the golds and greens hanging on
for a little longer, a little longer.

 

Jehane Markham

Photo of Jehane Markham by Heini Schneebeli

Jehane Markham is a true poet...
her poems glow like impressionist paintings.

Adrian Mitchell

Love wells up out of Jehane Markham's work... it made me cry.
Gillian Allnutt

To contact
Jehane Markham
please email
jm@jehanemarkham.co.uk

For CV click on link


house image

Norfolk house: Mary MacCarthy

Stop press

16 Sunsets
Sixteen Sunsets - Poetry meets the Blues
Click to see review of Sixteen Sunsets

Events

York Rise Street Party
Jehane Markham, Natalie Rozario
and Patrick Naylor
Sunday 11 September
Dartmouth Park
London NW5
time tbc