So we sat, and the waves
crashed in like gifts, or insults,
and the children played,
digging trenches to defend
against the sea, and then a head
bobbed up and down
in the waves, a bit too far out,
and an arm waved, and again,
and a friend walked the beach,
waving the head in, and we sat
and said to each other
do you know that Stevie Smith
poem, not waving but drowning �
yes, and why is it still
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Lines for a New Year by Sam Hunt
I like the branch
I find myself on
a view over the garden
all the way down to the beach
the family below me
gathered in the garden
debating where I�ve gone.
My father�s got a theory.
I like the branch
I find myself on.
_____
You know how it is
to give up the piss
a week to the
day before Christmas
you know how it is
to fall over sober
safe in some spot,
come to later
Monday, December 3, 2012
Tuesday Poem: Nature Writing 101 by Catherine Owen
Our minds can turn anything romantic.
Is the problem.
The sewagy mud of the Fraser a quaint muslin & the spumes
pulsing out of chimneys at the Lafarge cement plant look,
at night, like two of Isadora Duncan�s scarves, pale, insouciant veils,
harmless. The trees are all gone but then aren�t our hearts
more similar to wastelands.
We can make it kin, this pollution, children one is
Monday, November 26, 2012
"Pandora" by Rhydian W. Thomas
� Rhydian W. Thomas, 2011. The poem first appeared in Hue & Cry Issue No. 5, and is reproduced with permission of the author.
Editor: Sarah Jane Barnett
Ever since reading "Pandora" the poem has stayed with me. I thought it would make an interesting Tuesday Poem as it's quite unusual. For me, I can't think of another poem that has
Monday, November 19, 2012
So There by Robert Creeley
for Penelope Highton
Da. Da. Da da.
Where is the song.
from Hello by Robert Creeley (1926 - 2005) . Hawk Press: Taylors Mistake, 1976
Click here to hear it read by Robert Creeley at the NZ Electronic Poetry Centre and read it yourself here.
Editor: Madeleine Slavick
I found Hello on
my third visit to New Zealand. A small, worn book, at 28 pages, beautifully handset
and
Da. Da. Da da.
Where is the song.
from Hello by Robert Creeley (1926 - 2005) . Hawk Press: Taylors Mistake, 1976
Click here to hear it read by Robert Creeley at the NZ Electronic Poetry Centre and read it yourself here.
Editor: Madeleine Slavick
I found Hello on
my third visit to New Zealand. A small, worn book, at 28 pages, beautifully handset
and
