Julia Prescott is mostly a painter when she is not writing. She is interested in all kinds of art all the way from the Palaeolithic onwards, and has synaesthesia, which gives her a special delight in colour. Poems have appeared in various magazines and anthologies, including in Musings on Mothering edited by Teika Bellamy and in the Mother's Milk Books Writing Prize Anthology 2013. She has a pamphlet, Between Venus, the Moon and the Apple Tree, published by Shed Press. Julia has been a member of the StAnza planning committee since 2000.
Decades have passed, pieces gathered into crates, the earlier mosaic shattered when the cruel coulter crashed through the nest and winter frost broke the family apart already uprooted to this place where silver-backed barley bends in the wind and sea breathes in my ear. The fault line shivers opens up again and again releasing a swarm of memories sounds and sweet airs. Music wafts out of windows laughter billows down the stairs cats and the calls of owls or was it wolves dead pets buried under bushes myrtle always in bloom transplanted from another garden. Scattered as blown seeds four came only one remains.