The core
by Lee Nash

It’s in every
the apple core
had more appeal
than a horse
or a heart,
I’d say because
it reminded me
of the stars
that were taken away
while I was not looking,
my unseen pointers,
those five signs
lost, fast eaten up.
Yet vertically intact
the feminine form
retained its seeds —
better this way round,
though it required
There was time.
Those childhood
summers were too long
anyway, meant
dreaming of the day
I would hold
me whole
and bring home
white blossom
was all there was.

© Lee Nash 2015. All rights reserved.

AUTHOR’S NOTE ON THE PHOTOGRAPH: London,1973 (age six). We are just about to leave for South Africa, where I lived until 1984.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Lee Nash was born in England and grew up in South Africa. She now lives and works in the beautiful Charente department in France. She freelances as a book designer and editor for a UK publishing house, and is raising her two children. Lee is also a flutist, with an honors degree in music from Anglia Ruskin University, Cambridge, UK. She is previously published by The French Literary Review, Subprimal Poetry Art Ezine, and Bluethumbnail, and more of her poems are soon to appear in Ink, Sweat and Tears, The Dawntreader, and The Lake. She was a Biscuit Poetry and Fiction prizewinner (2003) and a runner-up in various other competitions. Visit her at