I ate the sun

A poem to start the day

Jul 3, 2020

Bepoke illustration created by the author by friend and collaborator Luke Skinner

I heard the rain had stopped
and left my toast beside the bed.
My feet took me outside;
I ate the sun
to break my fast, instead.
Dawn’s vapour rose to bathe my legs
as I waded through the wheat.
I drank the dew and thought of you;
reminded,
that I need to eat.

© Amy Knight 2020

Watch me perform this poem at the Buckingham Literary Festival (June 2022)

More illustrated poems by this author-designer team:

So that I can love myself

Hiding in the curves and creases, like veins on a leaf, are tiny traces of the love you made to me.

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In heaven

…we’ll be together