All the wild dogs
have left the street
empty as the sun
they were dreaming
before the winter came
they set off for the hills
that's where the voices
retain them
above all

even so
they will not
leave me alone

Other poems from 'Ash is Here, So are Stars'

Embedded Dreams
Are You Worried About Yourself?

Reviews of 'Ash is Here, So are Stars'

A. Frances Johnson in Cordite Poetry Review
Lucy Alexander in Verity La
(And also see) Ali Alizadah's 'Best of 2012: The top 10 poetic works' in Overland

Other poems by Jill Jones

This is Friday high up
The eclipse
Palm and rope


A conversation with Jill Jones