Response to a poem - collagraph

I set up a small fb page for those of us in our local area of Boltongate, to share ideas, art work and inspiration in these difficult times. One such piece of art was this poem written by Susan Cartwright-Smith, which I used to inspire a collagraph print. It also fitted in perfectly to the group's weekly challenge ' New Life' .

Small things, like a walk,
A leaf, a bird,
Or a freckle shyly showing on a sun-kissed shoulder,
Or an ammonite-curling millipede
Discovered under lifted stone,
A snatch of tufted grass for nest in beak,
A grain of soil under fingernail
From long-gone green-emerging fingers,
The fleeting smell of morning-dampened grass
And woodsmoke, coffee fresh on stove, toast
And acrid tang of marmite
And the precious hour of time alone
Are punctuations to the endless days
Where edges blur.

The plate after printing...

The plate after cleaning..