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The patterns of hair are like contour lines

The War Office called for a water-diviner 

at Gallipoli – Çanakkale Savaşı

Instead, four geologists disembarked,

ready to find water, each marked

by a sunburned patch on the back of their neck.

A diviner was wanted, not geologists

No-one had yet surveyed the land

below North Hill – the central axis of the malvern

range. The most ancient, where rowan branches

grow to dowsing rods. Where the geologist’s wife

First Slips on the wet grass, breaks course, 

knowing these rocks are absent.

Filed under: NaPo 2020, Poetry

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Bio: Sarah-Jane's work is inspired by fairytales, nature, psychogeography and surrealism. She uses bricolage to explore the space between real and imagined; creating alternative narratives as small acts of resistance. Sarah-Jane's work can be seen in various journals, including Waxwing Literary Journal, Petrichor, Sugar House Review (Sugar Suites), Thrush Journal and Iron Horse Literary Review. You can find her on Twitter @Sarahjfc or on her website at

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