Christopher Hopkins is a Welsh poet living in Faversham, Kent. He has received an IPPY, CLMP Firecracker and three Pushcart Prize nomination. He has two chapbooks published by Clare Songbirds, New York and his third The Shape of a Tulip Bird is due out this summer. Christopher is widely published including poems in The Morning Star, The Cortland Review, Rust + Moth and Ink Sweat & Tears.
Stars in pocket
Unmoored from our town
with all the stars in pocket.
Wire & tone
have become a wave.
I travel with no wiser bible
of homeland
in a dying tiger of a night,
decoding the red eyes of a stalking day.
I didn’t know the breeze,
until I felt its hand,
the sweet chill,
the behaviour of its touch out from land.
Sunken glitter balls and
churning wakes spread
out from our spur, iridescence
in the grey and green,
welcoming from the boxed
sea-night, the lullaby
of the engine’s hum,
and the whistling winds
of the lost bird’s prayers.
Christopher Hopkins