Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality and writes hoping to find an audience for her musings. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Light Journal and So It Goes.
Make a hole in the eggshell so the witches won’t steal them. They’ll sail them away like a boat and take you with them. That’s what her granny said when she was growing up. So that’s what she did as an obedient child. But now she leaves the shells whole, unpunctured splendidly ovoid as she always thought they should be. She was not afraid of witches. She was not afraid and she would never walk on eggshells. First published in As It Ought To Be, April 2022
Whistler And The Butterfly
It was a small exhibition but it stayed in my memory. I had never encountered Whistler but the butterfly signature did it for me. “The Company of the Butterfly”, what a wonderful concept! It really spoke to me, I even wrote a poem about the company of butterflies. The title trips off my tongue so easily. And now I am put in mind of it again as I look at this image and see her now in the company of butterflies ready to whistle up the wind again. First published in Visual Verse, February 2022
The rain was torrential, the ground so waterlogged that we had to put boards under the tent. They had a big stack of them ready for such an eventuality. And this was Innsbruck in August. It was more like the English Lake District. We had expected better! And we were kept awake all night by partying Scots in the nearby tents. It was just like the English Lake District. We had expected better! First published in Literary Yard, August 2018