This mud is different.
Were I writing home
I should struggle to describe
its darker pigment,
how it runs into nothing,
seems to nourish weed,
creates a long, slow slide
where boots lose grip.

Under our sheeting
we listen to the rain
in this cold country.
Traffic on the near road
lets out a groan, a hiss.
We have learned the art
of slow patience,
of being still endlessly.

There is always tomorrow,
always the chance
that out of this will come
the promise of movement.
Today we cheered
when someone’s phone
showed a man walking
out of a tunnel’s darkness.



Winner of the 2015 Basil Bunting Prize, Nicholas Murray’s new collection The Secrets of the Sea (Melos) is published on 8 September. His verse diatribe against the 2010 Coalition Government, Get Real (Rack) was published in 2011 and he is a contributor to the recent Poets for Corbyn, The Robin Hood Book and Alan Morrison’s forthcoming anthology Militant Thistles. Based in Wales, he runs with Susan Murray the award-winning poetry pamphlet publisher Rack Press.


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