Word and Image from Helen Pletts and Romit Berger

Your face like a kitten, small in the morning,
    where two commas mark a smile
    broad enough to section the heart of a lamb
and turn a pressed coin of copper the likeness of aurum.
Was it a fool’s morning, that set me bright on my way
     my ventricles burning hot beneath woolfleece
     my pennies spinning first into silver
before your shine sliced these fine red segments through with yellow?

*Poem by Helen Pletts whose two collections, Bottle bank and For the chiding dove, are both published by YWO/Legend Press (supported by The Arts Council) and available on Amazon. ‘Bottle bank’ was longlisted for The Bridport Poetry Prize 2006, under Helen’s maiden name of Bannister. You are welcome to visit www.stem-of-quietly-disarrayed-fertility.com.

*Image by Romit Berger who says  “I am a graphic designer. I met my very dear friend, Helen Pletts, in Prague, several years ago. Helen’s inspiration has led my graphic design career into that magical realm which combines illustration and poetry, and our creative wings continue to connect our souls through time and distance.”

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