Using the descriptive language of fairy-tales, Campbell conjures up the possible future of a very real and very violent present. It’s a future that could well be a fairy-tale and thus it comes to the reader as a story told before bedtime of distant lands with mystical creatures. A place that can exist if only you believe in it hard enough. Each stanza, made up of three lines, feels like a sigh for the potential peace that the writer longs for.
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Siobhán Campbell is a Dublin-born writer living in London. For more about her and her poetry, jump here.
The poem is read by Christopher Delaney.
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