Poetry

Russell Erwin: This is it

This is it A Reading from Paul’s Letter to the Corinthians (i.m. Michael Hewitt. For Natalie Hewitt)   He enters, with a touch at her back, guides her to one of the few empty places. In turn, she brushes lint from his shoulder. They settle among us. This is it. The light is honeyed; there is a peewit outside, calling, wincing off. Hay-making season. The smell of grasses drying.   This is it, big man. Your people are here. This is old Crookwell. You’d know. You’d’ve done this yourself, big-hearted man, any number of times—St Mary’s, your church, where you…

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