In 2008, After the Ban won first prize at the Edwin Morgan International Poetry Competition.
if they were
to a collector,
some a little more
A spring tide, pigged on wrack, has strewed its picnic,
hard-sucked orange bleach flasks, peppermint cream-cleaners, abraded lemon grime-removers, red bitten
teats of sports drinks, suntan lotions, weather beaten toilet ducks along the beach.
folk called creels,
sturdy and curved
in the spill.
But we have only
we’ve woven from
flag iris leaves.
And then we see
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