A poem by Nathan Hamilton
The sky yawns,
sapphire and cloudless now.
The first months are behind us.
Summer catches at its edge.
We squint, unaccustomed,
‘adult and sad.’
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.