This is the first poem in Mr & Mrs Andrews Reframed: Picture this Mrs Andrews peers out of the portrait, unclenches her knees. Look out there, she says, trees, sheep, in fields so like our conjoined properties yet – oddly otherwise.   She b...

This poem won the 2025 Fosseway Writers Poetry Competition with the theme of 'absence'. I'm posting it on a sunny day although this one is contemplating a rainy one! Thoughts of O’Hara in wet weather    So the rain falls – while I wan...