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Windfall: 1 : something (such as a tree or fruit) blown down by the wind 2 : an unexpected, unearned, or sudden gain or advantage
It is the night my driver’s door opens at the traffic-jam-junction, the stalled red lights. The click as the door in front unlocks. His sudden lunge forward, the fast words, a swung fist at the other driver, caught cold, and I watch– From ‘In this battle, there won’t be many hugs’, 2nd prize winner in the Welshpool Poetry Festival Competition 2020
In Windfalls, Wild writes of fruit blown down by the wind, of unexpected and unearned gains which renew the beauty and joy of life. Here flying trampolines disrupt trains, apples carpet gardens, the Balloon Girl rises and the red moon sinks. In a city of ups and downs the Handkerchief Tree rare-blooms, fists and knickers are flung, crestfallen angels consider dates, carnivores go hungry, wedding vows are made and a pandemic honeymoon is cancelled. These are also stories of heroines who fall or jump from pedestals, taking risks in a world that is often dangerous for women, but refusing to settle for the conventional. Wild continues to bring us her refreshingly slant world view, whether unpicking the domestic, the political or the environmental.
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Windfall: 1 : something (such as a tree or fruit) blown down by the wind 2 : an unexpected, unearned, or sudden gain or advantage
It is the night my driver’s door opens at the traffic-jam-junction, the stalled red lights. The click as the door in front unlocks. His sudden lunge forward, the fast words, a swung fist at the other driver, caught cold, and I watch– From ‘In this battle, there won’t be many hugs’, 2nd prize winner in the Welshpool Poetry Festival Competition 2020
In Windfalls, Wild writes of fruit blown down by the wind, of unexpected and unearned gains which renew the beauty and joy of life. Here flying trampolines disrupt trains, apples carpet gardens, the Balloon Girl rises and the red moon sinks. In a city of ups and downs the Handkerchief Tree rare-blooms, fists and knickers are flung, crestfallen angels consider dates, carnivores go hungry, wedding vows are made and a pandemic honeymoon is cancelled. These are also stories of heroines who fall or jump from pedestals, taking risks in a world that is often dangerous for women, but refusing to settle for the conventional. Wild continues to bring us her refreshingly slant world view, whether unpicking the domestic, the political or the environmental.