POEM Suzannah V Evans

NWR Issue 117


Kattaragama. I hold the weight of the word
on my tongue, testing its edges as if it is a boiled sweet.
The ‘K’ rising like a mountain as I utter it –
a mountain where a temple sits, framed by prayer flags –
and the rest of the word reeling like a whirling dervish...

Suzannah V Evans is a poet, editor, and critic. Her writing has appeared in the TLS, The London Magazine, Eborakon, The North, The Scores, Coast to Coast to Coast, Tears in the Fence, and elsewhere. She is Reviews Editor for The Compass.

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