world poetry day
bringing marital harmony
in Wales
© Rachel Green March 2026
With Covered Head
Mother’s gloves were worn for church
Sunday mornings, Easter, Christmas;
a thirty minute walk down Callow Hill
where Protestant women slept away the morning
then up Bear Hill, steep and penitent
the Anglican St Lawrence's glowering
across the timelocked village,
through the graveyard to the kissing gate,
clanging iron-on-iron to the cinder part
between fields of horses from the wealthy people
with BMWs and Jaguars and second houses
and a timeshare in Benidorm,
to the old infant's school, abandoned and converted
into a community hall for Catholics
to gather for morning mass, confession, communion.
Then back on with the gloves,
lace in summer, fur in winter
for the long walk home
wrapped in the smell of incense and mothballs
and the communion wafer
stuck to the roof of our mouths.
© Rachel Green March 2026

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