July 19, 2024 - “Spring calling” by Ellis Dickson
I’m in this good sun
It eats my eyes like this without teeth
In my very closed interior I see clearly
In yellow, orange and gold
It shines from the garden of the meadow of the stream
Through the filter of my tight skin
Eaten away by this beautiful sun, so full of expectation
Soon the tomatoes will burst
And then the strawberries and then the plums
And then my skin
Ellis Dickson is working on identity and home through poetry, short stories and novels. She is interested in light and colour in the representation of the familiar. A few texts are published from time to time in general literature, poetry and science-fiction.
