Mist by Caitlin Sherret
Creeping in across damp fields. A curtain
bluntly lain between me
and the outside. A deer stands
at the edge of sanctuary, anonymity
gazing at the train as it passes.
I wonder if I’m the highlight of her morning
for she is the highlight of mine.
Cows in their chunky winter coats
eat their breakfast calmly
as this joy of creation settles around them.
When I was little, I dreamt of dwelling
in a magical land like this.
“This poem was written early one morning on the train into my day job. I scribbled it off, typed it up weeks later and thought it was too basic to do anything further with. I think it’s a bit twee, and to be honest being seen as twee is my greatest fear.”
Caitlin Sherret (she/her) is a poet and creative from Nairn, Scotland. Her work focuses on senses of self, living in the moment and finding home. She is currently one of the Scottish Poetry Library's Next Generation Makars.