The Chill

As it says on the tin!

Feel the colour black

as it blankets you in dark,

shutting out the light.

 

27/07/19

Author's Note

Reviews

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

This seems to be short but undoubtedly great.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Kay.

[Eilis]

When I read this earlier it made me think of what you had said on my autumn poem. The oppression of certain seasons can be all-consuming--both literally and metaphorically. I feel that way about the end of winter when the sun refuses to shine.

I feel like this goes a bit deeper than that though. Something beneath the surface vying for recognition. I often appreciate the openness of your poems--you allow readers space to develop their own conception of the scene.

Lovely work, John.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so much Eilis. I wrote it with two pictures in mind. The chill of night and the chill when one feels alone and depressed.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and sometimes it is actually welcoming...there is something comforting in it.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yes I see that Jacob, sometimes a safe quiet space. Many thank yous.