How am I supposed to compete with Nicole, Fully Experienced who is able to stroke false lashes onto her eyelids rather than lose the wily moults to the back of a chair? Nicole, with her cream of know-how, certainly has a drawer of négligée and suitable apparatus for pranking Unlike 8 pairs of cotton briefs, stitchedContinue reading “Working Girls”
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Exalted thus, we left
An old favourite revisited, because artists are allowed to have their obsessions. “Exalted thus, we left” is a reworking of a poem from 2011: I love the Dorothea Tanning painting that spurred the original “Jacob’s Dream for crinolined girls”. When I’m in Tate Modern, I’ll usually try to pop into the Surrealism gallery to gazeContinue reading “Exalted thus, we left”
In a serving basket at the pub
Sea-salt diamonds dot their freckled, crisped up skins. They are the evening heels that come to our table. — In a pub gathering there inevitably comes that moment when the group becomes peckish. Some institutions offer gastro pub nibbles, such as artisan-crisped potato skins. Depending on the group, these (or prawn crackers) are chosen overContinue reading “In a serving basket at the pub”
Different Rides
You saw me in spiked heels and felt up the leather skirt leaning over your polished bonnet in the pulsing minutes before the drag race took off. On my calendar we took drives on Sunday afternoons to shaded woodland spots. There we sat on a blanket and picnicked. — Two poems to go until IContinue reading “Different Rides”
Beaded Quill 