Dozy Moon. 

 

We are making bread for the hungry

Raucous laughter is coming from the roof

It is shaking uncontrollably

Da says it’s just a storm

It’ll pass soon

 

There’ll be a dozy moon tonight

Best to stay home and sit

In the firelight

Sit tight

It’ll be a long night

 

 

At least we still have the floor

Under our feet

That should save us

From another cold snap

He hands me a chunk of bread

 

No meat today

The windows chatter amongst themselves

Sneezing dust particles into the air

“It’s ok, da”

His eyes chink back at mine

 

You’re a good girl

C’mon drink up

It’s nearly your bedtime

Early to bed

Early to shine

 

My eyes greet the crib

My skin itches

As the grey sheets

Snarl at me. 

Clare Kinnaird,2024.