INDIGO DREAMS PUBLISHING LTD
GEOFF STEVENS MEMORIAL POETRY PRIZE 2018 IS NOW OPEN
A5 Anthology ISBN 978-1-912876-04-4
£10.00 + P&P PUB: 2nd MAY 2019
For The Silent
An anthology with and to aid
League Against Cruel Sports
We are delighted to be working with and aiding the League Against Cruel Sports with the publication of this anthology.
'For The Silent' will contain poems about animal welfare, the natural world and the wildlife that shares this world with us.
Funds raised from the sale of this book will help the League in its work. Read more about the League by clicking here:
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All authors, photographers, artists and others who have their work included and those who have granted permission for work to be included in this anthology have donated their time, energy and talent for the benefit of League Against Cruel Sports.
We at Indigo Dreams Publishing applaud and thank each of them.
Ronnie Goodyer, Indigo Dreams Publishing and Poet-in-Residence, League Against Cruel Sports
Dawn Bauling, Indigo Dreams Publishing
Fawn, drinking - Sharon Larkin
Fresh-faced Narcissus came to the water’s edge
and looking down, immediately fell, infatuated.
Not so this nimble-footed fawn, gentle tongue
touching the water, barely rippling the surface.
I note the reflection, the double loveliness,
know this young deer has come just to drink
not to preen in the sheen of this shallow pool,
I hold my breath as I scan the wider scene,
expect to see his mother, sibling, or a future
mate – but no, this Bambi lookalike’s alone.
Scarcely daring to move, I’m slow to align him
in the cross-hairs, close focus on his left eye,
feel my forefinger first tremble, then squeeze
the cable-release for the prize-winning shot.
Midnight Cull - Kayleigh Campbell
Silence settles on the treetops,
light rain brushes leaves.
Twilight emerges, smiling.
The woodland residents peek out,
enchanted by evening light.
Peaceful sound echoes; birdsong,
fluttering of wing, raindrops.
The sky darkens, wind livens.
A seasoned forest-dweller -
black, white, wiry fur –
scouts snout-first through undergrowth,
foraging a worm for tea.
A step too far -
iron jaws clamp on back legs.
Hopeless struggles and scurrying,
leaves rustling, frantic.
Deep voices, footsteps, torches.
Dogs growling, sniffing, barking.
A rippling gunshot, then silence.
Tasting the Wild Grapes – Mary Oliver
The red beast
who lives in the side of these hills
won’t come out for anything you have:
money or music. Still, there are moments
heavy with light and good luck. Walk
quietly under these tangled vines
and pay attention, and one morning
something will explode underfoot
like a branch of fire; one afternoon
something will flow down the hill
in plain view, a muscled sleeve the color
of all October! And forgetting
everything you will leap to name it
as though for the first time, your lit blood
rushing not to a word but a sound
small-boned, thin-faced, in a hurry,
lively as the dark thorns of the wild grapes
on the unsuspecting tongue!
The fox! The fox!
The Hunt - Matt Duggan
Twenty eight pairs of eyes
chase moving amber
over pockets of broken snow;
I always believed that sport was supposed
to be gauged by two equals;
for strength and agility not an army verses one.
The men that ride in red through winter streams
corked by the sun are the emblematic reasons
why I retreat from any form of patriotism.
They harness the empirical nature of a darkness that lingers
in the cygneous cracks of a country’s neck;
that once spread into its lungs to voice privilege and class division;
Twenty eight pairs of eyes chase moving amber -
over pockets of broken snow.
Do you wish to submit to this anthology?
**SUBMIT your work to this anthology - closing date 31st January 2019**
Download Submission Form here : FORM
FOR THE SILENT will be launched as a highlight of the Cheltenham Poetry Festival on THURSDAY MAY 2nd 8.30pm - 10.00pm at The Playhouse Theatre, Cheltenham.
This will be part of an Indigo Dreams double-bill and follows the INDIGO DREAMS SHOWCASE. It would be great if you could join us!
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