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Aspire, the new contemporary poetry journal published by Partners Writing Group, is now in my hot little hand, and my poem "amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming" is there in it. I'm going to reproduce it below for you.
amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming
My life was pinned by the wings to yours,
until the clock stopped, the hanging hands
loose to the clockface antipodes,
amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming;
of which the clangour’s laissez vibrer died
to a sub-echo, with the cleated seconds’ toe-taps,
and the welts and wheals of whipped whiles
silenced, the only ticking being the pulse at my neck,
the tapping of my fingernails on the coffee-table.
So there I was, transfixed in the tv’s flickering,
muted, no talk, and my knees drawn up,
my lips kissing the pink rip in my jeans,
and my kneecaps wet with breath.
Such moments – a zero time
amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming –
click over, gleaming, insane as an LED
that counts down but never changes;
the half of the room that was not in shadow
was in the cold glare of a bent-over, staring streetlight;
which all left me, a crucified house-sparrow,
my life pinned by the wings, somewhere
amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming.
This is just one more little step in publishing for me. Other things are happening: a chapbook is in draft form and complimentary copies have been put in the hands of sundry people, but I am now considering self-publishing a larger collection; the issue of Decanto in which I am the featured poet is also in my hands; I may well be the featured poet in a forthcoming issue of Sonnetto Poesia too, and the fact that I am an associate editor has nothing to do with it, honest guv.
On the minus side, I have been pretty much blocked for some weeks, and have had to shelve quite a lot of my projects.
More news as it happens.
amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming
My life was pinned by the wings to yours,
until the clock stopped, the hanging hands
loose to the clockface antipodes,
amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming;
of which the clangour’s laissez vibrer died
to a sub-echo, with the cleated seconds’ toe-taps,
and the welts and wheals of whipped whiles
silenced, the only ticking being the pulse at my neck,
the tapping of my fingernails on the coffee-table.
So there I was, transfixed in the tv’s flickering,
muted, no talk, and my knees drawn up,
my lips kissing the pink rip in my jeans,
and my kneecaps wet with breath.
Such moments – a zero time
amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming –
click over, gleaming, insane as an LED
that counts down but never changes;
the half of the room that was not in shadow
was in the cold glare of a bent-over, staring streetlight;
which all left me, a crucified house-sparrow,
my life pinned by the wings, somewhere
amid a mad, mid-midnight chiming.
This is just one more little step in publishing for me. Other things are happening: a chapbook is in draft form and complimentary copies have been put in the hands of sundry people, but I am now considering self-publishing a larger collection; the issue of Decanto in which I am the featured poet is also in my hands; I may well be the featured poet in a forthcoming issue of Sonnetto Poesia too, and the fact that I am an associate editor has nothing to do with it, honest guv.
On the minus side, I have been pretty much blocked for some weeks, and have had to shelve quite a lot of my projects.
More news as it happens.
Add a Comment
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Comment by Marie Marshall on October 27, 2009 at 6:44pm -
Yes it has gone a wee bit quiet. I wonder where everyone has gone?
I do seem to have a reasonable flow at present. There's an anthology planned for the end of the year, to which I have made a significant contribution, but I won't believe that one until it happens. :)
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Comment by Lesley Bonney on October 27, 2009 at 8:23am -
You seem to have a regular flow of published work : 0 )
I think it's only you, me and Christine Williams on here these late few months. Shame it has gone really quiet.
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