City Poem

By Philippa Garrard

Published 1 January 2021

We follow

concrete steps,
jutting
the black water.

 

We feel
the push of twilight

 

between
shoulder blades.

 

We watch 
city windows,
neon gold,

 

slide
over the bay.

 

 

Philippa Garrard - 'city poem' & 'night poem'