The 29th poem from A Shropshire Grad.
National Poetry Day encourages us to share a poem and see things like a poet. This year, I’ve chosen to highlight Mary Webb, who wrote many renowned poems and novels whilst living around Lyth Hill on the edge of Shrewsbury.
In the absence of the London Marathon, I wrote a poem about enduring the UK lockdown.
Renowned war poet Wilfred Owen was born in my home county. I read up on his story and wrote my first sonnet for him.
A poem on three sounds I hear at midnight.