Frozen assets
There is an ache across the land
frozen in fields and garden pathways,
in city streets and promenades, in back ways
where only the underground people
trade as they try to melt the ice
that freezes hearts in city mansions.
When the country defrosts it will be
a different place – the underground people
disappeared deeper under stones,
into the fissures of a back-street world
where the chill has stolen peace of mind,
stolen lives.
Nicola Griffin has recently had poems published in The Sunday Tribune, The Stinging Fly, Crannóg and Ropes. She also won the 2010 Over the Edge New Poet of the Year prize.
Latest posts by Nicola Griffin (see all)
- Cruiser - March 13, 2012
- Frozen assets - January 11, 2011
January 12, 2011 1:43 pm
Nice one Nicki
January 15, 2011 4:58 pm
That is refined, reflective poetry. It appears Griffin is on her way to becoming a literary superstar in Ireland.