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Peter Macrow
Blue Giraffe
1.
Did you put his finger-painting
on the fridge? Was he happy?
When did he find out?
2.
Polishing the silver in the half-light,
the sugar-basin, though it's just for show,
under the handle, inside the lid,
where the darkness will still hide.
3.
How brackish moors syphon
bleak eyes, broken stars.
Pray for Tondle, sad 'lah.
Shells
after Lyn Reeves'
Ciphers of Light
1.out of shells waves oversurging memory
string of beads for a child a lover
2.what price this man? strong as a horse
what price? 2 shells do with him what you will
3.glass table aluminium and glass so chic so postmodern
shells writing on water deconstructing light
3 figures with stick
1. "ungossamered from the epidural roots"
(MTC Cronin, Prayers without a god)
through trapdoors
words
talking to themselves
or not
images cloven from cold pizza
graffiti sprayed with Chopin's blood
a German flowerpot
might have understood
or not
2. "Are you writing on tissue papers, May?"
"Not yet Michael, not yet."
(May Carrol, There's nothing worse…)
He said I get younger
every time he sees me.
I guess I can't stop him,
but I'm a bit worried -
If he keeps looking,
will he change my nappy?
3. "once wood"
(Katherine Lomer, Extraction of Arrows)
The beauty of your voice
made me forget
the ugliness of paper
marked with black
And when the dark archer
seeks another target,
may the sun behind
hide you from his sight.
Down Parnassus
1.
can't put a rhyme
in a song
you gotta rhyme
you got it wrong
'cos it don't rhyme no more
in our house
2.
Is this a poem I see before me?
If it makes you fat, it probably wasn't.
3.
There are many mansions on Parnassus,
but these days most of the houses are poor.
Not sow's ear again?!
Jackals
From Boys' Home Suite
Timmy,
is it morning yet?
Please God,
I'm a good boy,
make them stay away.
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