I Lost my Shoes on Rachel Street - by
I lost my shoes on Rachel St.
/ Head lolled back to rest
/ against a pillow of the Mont
/ kiss the foot of the…
emancipation
Wild Women of a Certain Age - by
My sisters, the time has come
/ to let your hair grow long and wild and grey,
/ to cast away the heated rollers…
Full Stretch - by
and this is where you are watching me before the fire and I am
/ lying with the death-stillness on me…
The Release - by
The scaffolding has gone. The sky is there! hard cold high clear and blue.
/ Clanking poles and thudding planks were the…
Just ahead - by
Just ahead of hunger’s where I ride,
/ Below the rocks, above the tide.
/ Wind in my cape, star above,
/ We…
Risky Breasts - by
Enjoy abseiling, hang-gliding, rollercoasters.
/ Are sloping off for a sly fag mid-morning.
/ Don’t care what they eat: fish suppers,
/ pizza, doughnuts, Campbell’s…
The Wild Swans at Coole - by
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
/ The woodland paths are dry,
/ Under the October twilight the water …
The Bird that was Trapped has Flown - by
in memoriam Vicky Patterson
/
/ The bird that was trapped has flown
/ The sky that was grey is blue
/ The bone that was dead…
Warning - by
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
/ With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
/ And…