There is no Tomorrow |
Everyone talks of flowers and loveHope, wonderment, oceans and moons. How much of this can we takeWill Carol Ann Duffy expose us? There goes the Romantic MovementThere go the scientists with their re...
Posted by on Tue, 26 May 2009 14:23:00 GMT |
Peony |
beauty swellsit is not mathematicalnor angularas a self planted woodrecourse to the peonyits overblown abundanceits reddish pink avalanchecareless and gracefulglorious tipping its chinQing Dynastyf...
Posted by on Sat, 23 May 2009 15:37:00 GMT |
The Mezzanine Floor |
The Mezzanine Floor The dead hawthorn trunk looms from the ancient hedgerowlike a figurehead in silhouette against a leavening skyBy tradition a female the wild moor her oceansplit by granite crags t...
Posted by on Sun, 03 May 2009 14:45:00 GMT |
Your Face |
I always remember the turn of yourNeck in my dreams, Not your face, andWhen I happen upon youAm always surprisedYou are a new thingForever beauteousIt is always the first timeAnd when you bend your n...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Apr 2009 14:07:00 GMT |
Geisha |
she abandoned her country where the fat birds singafter the night when the moon was fullgingerly counting the stairs, thirteen in allclutching a handrail encrusted in the filth ofa thousand fingers, t...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 15:23:00 GMT |
touching them to my lips |
meet me this summerafter two years of absencemeet me down by the harbourwhere the stick insects singhigh up on the hillin the gardensin the green leavesthe ivy the camelliathe salt windshold my handin...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Apr 2009 14:53:00 GMT |
WENDY |
your voice on the phone sounds strongerit is the steroids speakingI imagine you sittingupright in the winged arm chaira backdrop of fat cabbage rosesplanted four square on the wallsI could never bring...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 14:40:00 GMT |
The Marionettes Wife |
&the daughter was extremely tallwe are firm friendsshe stooped to embrace me repeatedlyI am the marionettemanipulating the dream strings.&her family are Romanian andbirthed black haired sonsthey have ...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 18:06:00 GMT |
Alice Blue |
Carbis Bay was Alice BlueAnd transparentOn the Saturday before Good FridayI bought a black lacquered boxInlaid with Tokyo Mother 0 PearlMotifs herons & peacocksLined with embossed silkThe hue of ri...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Apr 2009 14:09:00 GMT |
Four Ducks Wrapped In White Linen |
Returned from the smoke of the cityPharaohs perfume in her pocketsA dusty coffin behind glassFour ducks wrapped in white linenShe coveted a garnet rosaryIn the shop of the British MuseumJust off Russ...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Apr 2009 16:03:00 GMT |
