Bio

Trudi Petersen lives in Carmarthen, West Wales. She is a candlemaker by day and a writer by night. She also performs at spoken word events and her claim to fame is having read her poetry in Dylan Thomas' boathouse in Laugharne (where she grew up). She discovered Fibonacci poetry a year ago and immediately fell in love with the way the form shaped the rhythm of her words. She is now addicted and has found fibs invade everything, even her shopping lists have become fibs.

Trees
Live
On air.
Breathe in their
Photosynthesised
Exhalations. Respiration
Oxygenates. Fill up your lungs. Breathe them deep – the trees
But only in the green hours of the day for come darkness they will suck your soul away.
Suffocation dreams, you drown, pulled down by childhood roots.
Brambled shoots, long pruned, sprout anew,
Wrap tight round your throat.
In the night
The trees
Breathe
You.