Disappearing Act by Sue Finch

Your disappearing act
is staged for the time
when clouds of cow breath 
rise above early Autumn mists.

It begins
beneath seven geese 
flying a low ‘v’.

That breath 
and those birds 
are your conjurors.
What they puff and drop
will take hold in you,
carry you to the coast
where your edge waits
where lonely people stand
to send out their cries.

What is shallow now in your lungs
can be flung wide above the sea,
made small between water and air.

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Sue Finch lives with her wife in North Wales. Her first published poem appeared in A New Manchester Alphabet in 2015 whilst studying for her MA with Manchester Metropolitan University. Her work has also appeared in a number of online magazines including: The Interpreter’s HouseInk, Sweat and Tears, Dear Reader and One Hand Clapping. Her debut collection, ‘Magnifying Glass’, was published in October 2020 with Black Eyes Publishing UK.

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  1. What a sensual and poignant poem. It glides off the tongue and leaves such a visual experience. Absolutely loved it, one of her best and they are all good!!

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