About the poet
Esther Morgan was born in 1970 in Kidderminster. After reading English at Newnham College,...
It's because you never left
these endless fields
where an oak tree sails the horizon
like a lost galleon
where rabbits crouch in mad-dog heat
under a sky full of eyes
where a gunshot scatters acres of birds
leaving wires like empty staves
where a road runs straight for hours
towards a shimmering spire
where a man can live all his life
beyond calling distance.
'The Reason' from Beyond Calling Distance (Bloodaxe Books, 2001), © Esther Morgan 2001, used by permission of the author and the publisher
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