Summer is so tantalising
Beckoning me towards
An unspoken promise
The light nights
Caressing the curtains
With wishes.
The grass is high and tasselly
Soft as cloth
And a dull pink
Frothing between the swollen roses.
And the big white daisies have fallen over the path
Like tired maids
They snag my feet as I clump down with my bucket of weeds
Towards the gate
Passing the hen pheasant sitting under the spreading leaves of
A hogweed on ten grey eggs.
Outside my bedroom window apricot roses are unfolding
And beyond my patch
Dark trees stir in the woods
Wood-pigeons flap and crew
Squirrels steal my fruit
But the old house holds me
Like a friend, good and true.


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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house image

Norfolk house: Mary MacCarth

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Blanc European Festival 2021
24 september to 3 October


My Life in Five Poems
A video recording for the Electric Medway online Festival with Natalie Rozario on cello.


16 Sunsets


Click to see review of Sixteen Sunsets
Now available on Spotify


Adio poem below the waterline

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poem on Twitter


New Audio poem:

Above and Below The Water Line
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