Lynn Whitehead’s poem, in response to Dean’s Create #2.
St. John’s Street, Bury – Create #2
At 8 o’clock the bell rings
The vicar stands the sign outside – Enter, and Rest it says
The cold stone of the floor – the creaking wooden pews – the bright spots of coloured light.
At the front – many nervous bridegrooms have waited.
‘Do you take this woman?’
The great doors close. The bell is silent. The bats take over.
By Lynn Whitehead