6 Dec 13
and in the shop…
Eight Nursery Nasties: scraperboards & verses;
“The Odysseus Poems: Fictions on the Odyssey”
republished by Waterloo Press (originally by Cargo Press);
“Swimming Through the Grand Hotel”
“Just After Midnight”
1977 – 1992”
“In Cyclops’ Cave”
pamphlet in 18C type –
“Some Poetical Thoughts of Mad King George”
The Tom Paine Press
The mountain has the skin of a snake,
blue and green and glowing,
flowing downwards, grasping what
or who she’s caught in her breath
until she sheds and runs at the sea.
The ladder is a phantasm, ivory steps
you sketch in a trice on paper.
But you are there and so you must feign:
rosy rivets, arches, shafts,
gems: tourmaline and toffee agate.
The posted signs sigh, no hooks, crutches,
ride your white horse, rings on your toes
with cowbells on your cold, cold fingers
to the cross of the land
where whirlwinds keep the rattling gates.
How the lift goes up and down
touching between howling floors:
lingerie, double boilers, lad lit, chick lit
paradise flowers, cream curtains
madam inviting your little ringed fingers.
Oh but the horse steps up the amber stair
for she is your sister
the horse of the see-through stairs,
the jingling bridle in the naked hand.
And you? Her constant sister of invention.