Poetry
Lombardy Poplar
Exalt
every branch raised
around each bough unbowed.
The feather of you visible
winter-lit from angel’s wing now rooted
quill, reaching all arms to heaven.
Spring, green shimmering leaves
sough in soft psalm
exalt
Julie Mitchelmore
Julie is a Plymouth‑based author of dark fantasy shaped by folklore, myth, and the supernatural. Her debut novel, Fell, has recently been published. When she isn’t writing, she enjoys working part‑time as a supply teacher. She also writes short stories and poetry, often drawing inspiration from Dartmoor’s brooding landscape. A member of the Poetry Parlor, she enjoys discussing, sharing and writing poetry with writers across the world. One of her poems has appeared in Inkfish Magazine.