Perranporth | Angeliki Ampelogianni

On a cliff in Perranporth // Splashes of salty air on frozen faces // A story of near drowning // and turning blue fingertips // The memory of a grandfather // lost at sea // Like a film stuck on repeat // Could I fall? / How would it feel? // The impact with the rocks // The ice cold water // The creatures of the night // Surrounding me // As my lungs fill up with water // A white long dress over burning flesh // and golden rings // How does it all come to this? // Then, slowly, in the dark // of the morning sun // I take his hand // We walk up the steps // Back towards a parking lot // swept by the winds // The vision gone // Perhaps, one day // It will all become art // Like the thunder inside of me // Like these words // Like all the lives lost at sea

Angeliki Ampelogianni is a Greek poet currently based in Oxford. She holds a BA in English Literature and an MA in Creative Writing. Some of her poetry appears in the Kindling Journal, Porridge Magazine and Nectar Poetry among others. When she is not writing you can find her teaching English, napping or snacking. Angeliki tweets @ampelogianni.