One Poem by Diane Jackman

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.


after Pond at Ville d’Avray, With Leaning Trees, Camille Corot 1873

here I crouched that day
sky overcast wind blowing
cooling my shame-flushed cheeks
the little bundle so tightly wrapped
slipped its pale way into the pond
no one saw no one knows

only I come each May Day morning
and remember


Diane Jackman’s poetry has appeared in Rialto, Spillway, optimum, snakeskin, small press magazines and anthologies, and has won several competitions. Starting out as a children’s writer with seven books and 100 published stories, she now concentrates on poetry.

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