THE PARIS COMMUNE (Barry Tebb Poems)
From the French of Andr? Fr?naud France was born there and it is from there she sings Of Joan of ...
From the French of Andr? Fr?naud France was born there and it is from there she sings Of Joan of ...
When my mam had to go Up north to look after gran, Margaret's mam said I could Stop with them; ...
This is one spring you will not see. The fifty roses of your spray Smelt soft across that February day ...
I Living in a land Where only the dying correspond I am borne on the wings of love II I ...
You were the one I wanted most to know So like yet unlike, like fire and snow, The casual voice, ...
The unsettled trees seem to share My tensions of body and mind: Unable to move before the shell of the ...
Too much gone wrong - No Muse, no song. (Barry Tebb)
Dawn's my Mr Right, already Cocks have crowed, birds flown from nests, The neon lights of Leeds last night still ...
It brings to mind Swift leaving a fortune to Dublin 'For the founding of a lunatic asylum - no place ...
for Wendy Oliver, who knew him I am the sick animal you dream you are caring for In the long ...
(May I lie in peace) Let there be grass and trees to blow And fold me in their shadow Branches ...
Eggshell and Wedgwood Blue were just two Of the range on the colour cards Dulux Tailored to our taste in ...
Even the charity shops boast of the surveillance Mr Average is caught on camera a hundred times a day To ...
for Daniel Weissbort Some poems meant only for my eyes About a grief I can't let go But I want ...
Memories bursting like tears or waves On some lonely Adriatic shore Beating again and again Threshings of green sea foam ...
Someone has been tearing up the autumn, Its ripped leaves ripple across the road Flip liked hinged cards in the ...
We had a new house And split the decorating. You took the piled rolls of paper, While I stacked the ...
They have vanished, the pop men with their varnished crates Of Tizer and dandy, American ice-cream soda and one percent ...
I thought of my 'faculty of poetry' As of the eye The bream or white-bait showed In its hysterical dance ...
I want a true history of my city FUCK THE DE LACY FAMILY AND DOUBLE FUCK JOHN OF GAUNT ESPECIALLY ...
Poems do not always satisfy the soul, The feel of cobbles underfoot is at this moment more Than all of ...
Sorry, I almost forgot, but I don't think Its worth the effort to become a Carcanet poet With my mug-shot ...
A thousand visits to the supermarket A thousand acts of sexual intimacy Spread over forty years. Your essence was quite ...
Lavender musk rose from the volume I was reading through, The college crest impressed in gold, tooled gold lettering on ...
It was Karl Shapiro who wrote in his 'Defence of Ignorance' how many poets Go mad or seem to be ...
Through the windows the sun's light Turns to amber, the moon's to jade; All night long I lie awake, wondering ...
Your voice on the telephone Hushes the storm in my heart Lightning strikes twice In the same place. I cannot ...
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