Monthly poem - March 2018


The floors are worn
with the tread of tenant farmers long dead,

the kitchen was part dairy, crocks of milk cooled
under arches at one end.

Our study was once a stable
holding a house-cow or some weaner pigs.

Now papers lie on your desk untouched
and cobwebs float in the corner.

Open the door, let the wind sweep up the carpet,
brush the curtains wide.

Love, wherever you are,
come in, you have not died.


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

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Jehane Markham
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Norfolk house: Mary MacCarthy

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Pentameters Theatre
celebrating 50 years
Jehane Markham, Donald Gardner
and Mary O'Donnell
Monday 5 March at 8pm, £5
At The Horseshoe Pub
28 Heath Street
London NW3 6TE
020 7435 3648


Poetry in the Making
Hindolveston Village Hall
Norfolk NR20 5AS
Saturday 3 February,
10 March and 7 April
2-4pm, £12

'Thank you for your inspiring workshop last Saturday in Hindolveston.' 
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