Monthly Archives: June 2010

Mentioned in dispatches of the Dead {for Bob Lasseter & Tony Prentice} In the graves of Italy you heard the wind say “Today is not your day” – but when he fell at Senio and you left him where he … Continue reading →

Stukas (for Terry Eagleton) The day we fall in love with the Stukas of experience dawns fine: out of a refugee run sky, the crosses fall. You bear yourself along the road with all you own at noon. The sun … Continue reading →

A short defence of poetry (after Auden). The private individual knows when death arrives and knocks then coughs, that in our grief’s extremity we need a little more than prose. The poets hammer in their dens their shields against the … Continue reading →

teeth (we know) this world has teeth teeth that bite   teeth of grief and death to keep you honest   this world has teeth   saw blade teeth   twin blade timber slicing teeth   teeth to sunder youth from age clean down the … Continue reading →