Stourbridge Glassworks
by Mary Senier
from breath, billows a vase
find art in the dark of a lung
from the pit's cruel pitch
to the dim Red Cone
sighing life
sighing soul
into glass
The old oak tree
by Mary Senier
gnarled and knotted
the old oak tree
wears her leaves
like a green feather boa
when the wind whistles
its long cat call
she waggles her fingers
and giggles
her laughter is coarse
as an unsanded plank
full of splinters and
mildew and
cracks
her perfume rainwater
Soft Summer Showers
matte moss lipgloss
and lichen suction
a subtle tattoo
she possibly regrets
so-and-so
woz here
2007.
Mary Senier is a twenty-five year old Psychology graduate. Her poetry is previously unpublished. Mary was born and raised in the Midlands where her mother, grandparents, and a supportive cast of teachers encouraged her passion for writing from a very early age. After moving to the idyllic seaside town of Aberystwyth for her studies, her love of poetry in particular continued to grow. Mary's poems often center around ideas of place, nostalgia for childhood, and the conflict of feeling at home in a place that is not her own.