My muscles hold the memory
of when I was a pillar of salt,
exposed
to the radiation
of the sun, the vengeance of the rain.
Motionless
my sinews must
have been on pause,
caught out
by a crick of my neck, and
somewhere behind my shoulder
with the buzzing of insects,
the stutter
of a goodbye.
Jane R Rogers has been writing poetry for seven years. Jane is a member of the Greenwich Poetry Workshop and was a member of the Magma Poetry magazine team where she co-edited Magma 65. Jane’s poems have appeared in Atrium, Prole, Ink Sweat & Tears, Long Exposure Magazine, Obsessed with Pipework, in Greenwich Poetry Workshop’s anthologies and in the Tate Gallery Website poetry anthology 2012. Jane lives in London but misses the West Country.
