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19th January, 2024

Friday Poem – ‘Heron/Snow’ by Polly Atkin

Photograph of a Heron flying above the snowy ground

This week’s Friday Poem is ‘Heron/Snow’ by Polly Atkin from her first collection Basic Nest Architecture. Join us online on Thursday 1st February to hear Polly read alongside Kim Moore at Virtual First Thursday.

Heron/Snow
You carry worlds in the cipher of your feathers;
sky and water woven together
by the black of a wood in winter; blue
grey of the lake, half frozen over:
a dull kind mirror to find yourself in
or to knock on in search of another. Is that
why you waited all morning so patiently, planted
like a post in the field in the snow? There is nothing
here by this road for you, surely, but ground
to launch from, and me, to watch you drawing
your perfect arc in the air, diving
silently upwards into the tumbling
white, as though into a weir. The whole
vale is shaking itself into flakes
and falling, or rising. It’s hard to tell.
You in your grace alone remain still
even in motion. I’ve heard a heron
will attack a human if threatened. I imagine
your beak a spear through my skull, and grasp
at last the beauty of the kill.

We’re looking forward to welcoming Polly Atkin and Kim Moore to Zoom on the 1st February to read from their latest books Some of Us Just Fall and Are You Judging Me Yet?. Tickets are £2 plus Eventbrite admin fee. Find out more below.