Rumplestiltskin by Chris Hemingway


Watched the tracer flares,
the new rubble,
the old man’s face
across the ledger.

Smiled, secure
this could not be fought
in his name.


Chris Hemingway is a poet and singer-songwriter from Cheltenham.  He has appeared recently at Cheltenham Poetry and Literature Festivals, and self published a collection, Cigarettes and Daffodils, in 2012.


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