Sarah Davies




 European Medieval History

Looking up, it seemed
every fear was given great stone wings

I told someone once, this was a spacecraft
in the gothic style,

I told someone else it was a haunted house,
in the best sense – spooked , frequented

by artists, craftsmen, worshippers,
the middlemen in dress, the watchers through the camera,

even that girl with rucksack,  anchoring her mother,
diehard nonbeliever, with a small prayer, candle

History confuses us with flammable thinking,
strange old gossip, flickering philosophy,
everything obscure and in bird latin

What’s the form for a church on fire?
How do you petition the owner for rain?



Sarah Davies was raised in Merseyside and has lived in Scotland and Bedfordshire. She has been published in magazines such as Magma, The Rialto, Iota, Obsessed with Pipework, Stride and Blue Nib, among others. Currently working on her first pamphlet.

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