Burning in You
In fire and snow your words on the letter are disappearing.
Out of my cold eyes I see you beyond the lines of pines,
and my nose smells your room like a cup of hot tea.
I came out to remember how feathers land on branches.
A train passes in an encounter, brief hello and goodbye.
Can any moments be as soft as your skinny arms?
The broken records pretend to know better than us.
It’s impossible to know how cold it gets when it snows inside.
I’m not allowed to think of becoming a man anymore,
not the man I want to be, just a snowman with coal eyes.
So I watch trains cross the river, your words on fire.
Jude Cowan Montague worked for Reuters Television Archive for ten years. Her album The Leidenfrost Effect (Folkwit Records 2015) reimagines quirky stories from the Reuters Life! feed. She produces ‘The News Agents’ on Resonance 104.4 FM and writes for The Quietus. She is an occasional creative writing tutor for the Oxford University Continuing Education Department. Her most recent book is The Originals (Hesterglock Press, 2017).