Tag: childhood
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“The neighbours” – My latest poem, also translated into Catalan
The neighboursLike shortchanged construction workersThe neighbours shout down onto their kidsMost of the dayThe older boy(His name is Jonay, which rhymes with cry, and he does a lot)Well, he shouts back these days, heaving and aggrieved Then bellows at his brother Who is 3 or 4 years oldAnd he makes the noises of a dog…
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Memory: the sincerest of witnesses
And how it serves… (Listen to my reading of this article here: https://bretthetherington.substack.com/p/memory-the-sincerest-of-witnesses) One of the strangest things about our memories is how they come to the brain from seemingly nowhere at all. First thought is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. I…
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The Finding of History
[For Jessie Starkey] As a child There was no such thing as history Nothing in our town had patina, texture, age Nothing showed evidence of time long ago The lines were straight The streets were new The houses breathed fresh air only And their bricks were made recently All this was obvious…
Brett Hetherington 