So this week it was Niamh handing out the maps for the Poetry Bus (maps still available here and poems now being added here). Housebound a lot this week due to illness upstairs, I followed her (lengthy!) instructions and once again found myself writing two new poems (one about each of the entries in my address book that came up). I'm not going to post both poems today because I think sometimes posting two poems together automatically puts them into some kind of competition with each other (people feel they have to choose the one they prefer and so on). And then I wonder - what is it about poetry that always makes it end up so much about being graded? I suppose other artforms are as bad (aren't they?).
Anyway, here is the first of the two address book poems and if you come back in a couple of days you might well see the other. They're very different.
It was a different time, then I was young and fit to burst You had pretty girl's eyes Tasty brown skin And that certain city confidence A swagger, a sway
Your home was a strange den Rich, ornate, delicious Small, cramped, packed Shiny possessions shoehorned in Say a surprising brass bedstead I held that enough times
Along with this a soundtrack played Angry boy's metal music And though we wandered metropolitan (Cinemas, cafés, undergrounds) We never danced, we rarely kissed Young animals that's all, in time
Other posts you might not have seen here this week...back on Monday I posted a great poem by Swiss from his new book...and back on Thursday I posted a love poem for Tony Soprano. Poems, poems, poems...house is bloody full of them!
Originally from the north of England, I live in Angus, Scotland where I walk a lot, think a lot, listen to lots of music, sometimes write poems, sometimes read poems out to other people, sometimes write songs, read all kinds of odd things, watch a bit...oh and I look after my family too.
I sometimes organise poetry and music events - details are usually here (though nothing coming up in the near future). This year I went travelling with my family - photos and notes are here. Now we're back I have moved to a new regular blog - it is here.
More about the song
You can buy my book (published 2008) from my website if you fancy it (go to 'book' page) or from www.amazon.co.uk if you prefer the comfort of the multinational corporation. My book is printed on recycled paper and card. I have 12 different poetry postcards available too.