Barker, Deborah

."....We are but ashes of fallen stars..." I have written poetry since childhood and wanted to leave some footprints in the sand by sharing my words in a book. I still have no idea of how or why I write - it just sort of hits me often at the most inappropriate times (such as in the middle of listening to a concert or when just nodding off to sleep). My 49 odd years of living on this planet has provided a rich and varied seam of material. Significantly, moving back Homeward to the spectacular landscape of North Wales in my 40s has topped up my well of inspiration. Murmurative Dances: - A few li...