'We move from green geese to sheep and grass today in a poem that both disturbs and intrigues. 'Fleeces' from Ruth Stacey on IS&T now.
'Are our lambs at the right school/to get the high results to land/
the correct job to buy the/most grass –'
Helen Ivory
'A dark hallucinatory Poem from Ruth Stacey.
A poet that always cuts a little deeper. Immerse yourself in it...'
Chris Guidon
You can read my fleeces poem here, at Ink, Sweat and Tears
