Gary Mason-Dring

Biography

Manchester-based writer with interests in sculpture, brutalist architecture, comedy, linocuts, zines, podcasting and LGBT rights.

Poetry

Hope Hidden bird in potted tree, Your joyful song echoing on concrete cliffs, Interspersed with clip-clop shoes Through silent rain And Monday blues. Workers yoked to plough through streets, Catching dead worms in blood-soaked fields, then smoking spliffs, To wake once more to morning dews, Their dark refrain: The daily news. And when I can barely speak or see And a damp silence envelops those concrete cliffs, I’ll recall the joy birdsong imbues And smile again Through sunshine hues.

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