Wendy Bowers
Updated: Tue, 26 May 2020 09:50 pm
Biography
Wendy Bowers is a northern writer, performance poet and business coach. Her college dreams of writing were buried under the reality of a demanding career and resurfaced during burnout in her mid fifties. Two marriages, four children, a mum with dementia, a passion for walking; a commonplace life, an uncommon talent.
Samples
The pull Ever the push and pull of time throughout the tides of days and lives. And now as Autumn turns and leaves free-falling bare the branch for Spring I pull old wellies on and step out of the warm as the dog pulls and the soup cools on the stove. I slip and slide down the field Water oozing into puddled steps, Amazed to see a lone buttercup hanging on to Summer, The dog, set free is tail-tip alert, nose-deep in the mush and rush of quivering anticipation, careering towards the bridge above the swollen stream. Bracken-brown the water tumbles from the moor under these mossy boards. A million times it falls, repeating its course from sky to tide upon some lace-edged shore and here it rushes ‘neath my feet. I am in awe. I am but small. A startled squirrel darts and I am pulled to present, The dog losing the scent stands puzzled in a mess of mouldering leaves, a rich decay of tapestry upon the bouldered path. The air shifts, rain is on its way, I push on towards the farm and home, Words rising, dancing, dying to be written on the page.
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Blog entries by Wendy Bowers
Two Soups (26/05/2020)
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