beneath the skirts of time lie others come before
a tilt of head catching light, echoing another
the furrow of brow or speed of stride
something just there—smudged between freckles
behind the eyes you carry lie others come before
breathing soft air alongside you and
wondering at the world your fingertips touch
and in your bones they sing again
Listen to a recording of this poem here.
Author Anne Farrer is a poet, essayist and self-proclaimed critic-at-large. She lives by the sea and dreams about a certain crow.
Celebrating poetry month with my poem tideline, part of the 2026 LAND & SEA Poetry Walk in Downtown Courtenay
This poem about the fragility of friendship was published in Poetry Pause by the League of Canadian Poets.
This odd piece about rambling early morning thoughts will have you floating right out of your slippers. This piece was published in Sea & Cedar magazine.
