On Thorncombe Hill
I saw the world
balanced
upon four saplings
itself-begetting
in the dew of the foal’s eyes
who whinnying
down nostrils newly bored
printed upon that
immemorial quietude
his infant sneeze.
Anthony Watts has been writing ‘seriously’ for about 40 years. He has won 26 First Prizes in poetry competitions and was longlisted for the National Poetry Competition 2014. His poems have appeared in magazines and anthologies, including Poetry Salzburg Review, The Rialto and Riggwelter. His fifth collection, Stiles, is due to be published by Paekakariki Press. His home is in rural Somerset and his main interests are poetry, music, walking and binge thinking – activities which he finds can be happily combined.
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