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Two Poems

Antonia Cundy




I found the jewel that you lost, the one

that was blue. In grit and bits of bark

wed rotten in the sea, I felt with my toe

sharp sapphire sides. I saw it swimming


in the purple blood of a blueberry’s sac

then playing hide and seek on the spires

of Uspenski. It lay dry and cracked, sun

burnt on the side of flat pinewood planks


nailed through its nerves. It knelt in the woods

tickling bees with its tongue; I sensed it linger

on my fingers, bruising blooms on my lips

in port stain drips. I last saw it in my pen

so this is for you; the one that was blue,

the jewel that you lost when summer did too.





An island idyll:

cobble-sand streets

softly crumbling down

to the pearl-white beach

– bright as the inside

of the coconut

whose milk we sucked through straws

and cracked open

to eat

the soft dairy flesh.


Heat melted in seawater

the same tacky blue

as bubblegum ice cream.



Antonia Cundy [1] is an American Literature MPhil student at Cambridge University. She has written on literature for The Economist and The Financial Times, and her poetry has been published in Alliterati Magazine, The NCLA ReviewRoam Magazine, amongst others. www.antoniacundy.com [2]