A poem by Nathan Hamilton
Sunbathe
The sky yawns,
sapphire and cloudless now.
The first months are behind us.
Summer catches at its edge.
We squint, unaccustomed,
‘adult and sad.’
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More from the author at his blog Curiosa Hamiltona and on Twitter: twitter.com/nathanhamilton.
Nathan Hamilton runs Egg Box and is Chairman of the Board of Directors for Inpress, an organisation that represents and supports 30+ independent UK presses. He also currently programmes and runs the Richmond Upon Thames 'Book Now!' Literature Festival. His poetry and criticism have been published in a number of places, in print and online, including Poetry London, the Manhattan Review, nth position, the Guardian, and the Spectator.
