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1st Apr 14

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poetry favourites:
Invective Against Swans
Poor Rude Lines
London Grip
Sheenagh Pugh
The Poetry Shed
Peony Moon


and in the shop…
collections –
“The Cost of Keys”
“From the Dark Room”
Cinnamon Press;
“Heart Archives”
Hercules Editions;
anthologies –
“Seeking Refuge”
Cinnamon Press;
“Hand Luggage Only”
Open Poetry Ltd;
“I was Behind You”
and “Cliffs”
Pushkin Press
“Images of Women”
Second Light Publications
“Of Eros and of Dust”
and “As Girls Could Boast”
Oscars Press




Mahler 9

Looking beyond the contrabassoon, timps, strings,
I see you suddenly in the second row, chin supported
by your thumb, index admonishing your cheek,
crook of your third finger beneath your nose
and I can almost feel your hot dry clasp.
You can’t be here, of course, listening
to these shining violins sawing farewell,
you whom we keep as ash and celluloid
in high rooms, but my eyes would have you there,
shock of white hair, bushy brows, eyes pained
by this modern noise; the solo flute struggles
against the loud, white wind of the conductor’s work,
the man in the second row moves his hand,
and his mouth is a stranger as the music tips
into its climax and the bass clarinet lows
beneath the brass, saying we all carry our dead
with us on a quest for new homes, the klezmer dance
in our head propelling us forward, the fiddle pulling us back.

Sue Rose

in collection From the Dark Room, Cinnamon Press, 2011, ISBN 978-1-9070904-2-4;
Troubadour Poetry Prize Winner 2009