drinking the River Wye and becoming pollution by Jennie Howitt
- Jun 17
- 1 min read
i.)
rigid line of tangle
I lose you
and gain you
river never stilling
to be found
ii.)
river in the mouth:
lips curl as a spout
before river
teeth sink onto lips
in the river
jaw opens to a slight
after river
iii.)
there is sweat
on my bed
river hastening
through skin
I drank the river
it made me sick
the river drank me
I made it sicker
iv.)
can I leave the river
once I have entered?
every stone thrown in
sinks and stays –
I slap the surface
to concentric hand
and after several cycles
the slap returns
and marks me red
v.)
river in rock shore
lowers and rises
slow breathing
before hastening –
men in boats
force down stream
get stuck on a ridge
whilst we rest in a float
letting sway pulse over
river wye aorta
pumps to a heap
vi.)
river inside me
stops its spread
after mapping walls
already mapped
purses lips to a shut
then opens to an O –
today the river doesn’t flow –
today the river
takes your waste
and spits it back
in your face
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Jennie Howitt is a writer and performer from Shropshire. She makes artist's books, poem objects, and soundscapes, that have been shown in various exhibitions and symposiums. She has been widely published in journals and has won and been commended in various Poetry Society competitions.