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The Chap-Books:

Just Visiting  –  Pamela Stewart lives on a farm in western Massachusetts with seven dogs and some other beings. Her most recent full-length book of poems is Ghost Farm (Pleasure Boat Studio, 2010). She expects, shortly, to arrange a small and delightful gathering of letters between the late poet Lee McCarthy and Guy Davenport. Published 2014 – ISBN 978-1-903006-06-1

 

ALMOST SINGING

 

Under her breath, she rummages for Christmas.

She pauses to watch the snow and thinks of sin and its wolf prints

on the slope back down to the barn. But that was then

yes, there’s always then and now and the snowscapes of in-between.

Her breath catches. Never bury a child far from the house. Smoothing

that red wool stocking stretched at the toe, she holds it to her cheek.

Never bury a child where she can’t hear you singing.

The Empty Quarter:  poems by Fawzi Karim in versions by Anthony Howell after translations made by the Author. Born in Baghdad in 1945 and now living in London, Fawzi Karim is rapidly establishing a reputation as a major figure in contemporary poetry.  Plague Lands, his first book of poems in translation was a Poetry Book Society recommendation for 2011.  Anthony Howell’s first collection, Inside the Castle, was brought out in 1969.  His most recent book of poems is The Ogre’s Wife, Anvil 2010. Published 2013 ISBN 978-1-903006-04-7

ON THE HIGHEST PEAK

 

On the highest peak,

The deer edge towards my retreat,

Soliciting a blessing

From the cradle of my newborn pain.

 

The deer kneel then turn away.

The eagle will not risk a restless wind.

Empty are the clouds that frequent my retreat,

Presenting fronts darkened by anxiety.

 

Passing through the clouds I peer down on the city.

Its roofs are stacked with the nests of storks

While its palms are fans for its siesta,

Lending it shade and a breeze for the streets.

 

There are boats unmoored on its timeless rivers,

But ages of sand drift across well known features,

And now it’s clear that the city looks more like a corpse

Hovered over by wings which end in claws.

 

Ice forms on my coat and freezes me to my seat.

 

The Wreckage – Born in Montreal, Kerry-Lee Powell has lived in Antigua, Australia and the United Kingdom, where she studied Medieval and Renaissance Literature at Cardiff University. Her work has appeared in The Spectator, MAGMA and The Boston Review. A full collection of poetry will be published in Canada by Biblioasis Press in 2014. The lyric poems in this pamphlet were in­spired by a shipwreck endured by Powell’s father during the Second World War, his subsequent struggle with post-traumatic stress disorder, and eventual suicide. Published 2013 ISBN 978 -1-903006-05-4

THE WRECKAGE

 

If all is wrecked between us, it’s because

A pair of wing-tips on the other side of the world

Closed in prayer to make this small breath,

Like the breath of a child blowing a candle-wish,

 

That only gathered salt and squalls as it grew swift.

They say it often begins like this.

Now the ends of the earth are littered with our fragments

Like flocks of terns on an arctic ice-cliff,

 

Or like words on torn-up sheets of paper

In a language that I try not to remember,

Spelled out again like moths around the flicker

Of your face that often flares at me in strangers.

 

Look how I make the most of what’s at hand

Like a match-girl out for kindling in a windy land.

 

Early  Morning – Donald Gardner has been writing poetry since the early 1960s. Recent collections include The Wolf Inside (2014) and The Glittering Sea (2006), both published by Hearing Eye. He is also a translator of poetry and his selection of Remco Campert’s poetry, In those Days (Shoestring 2014) was awarded the Vondel Prize for literary translation. Born in London, he divides his time between Amsterdam and Kildare. Many of these new poems started life in the early morning. First thing, before the mind steps in to remind you of more irksome issues, that’s when I usually write. ‘Early morning’ is not so much the theme of this book as the background music. Published 2017 ISBN 978-1-903006re10-8

See review in London Grip

SWEET MUSE OF POETRY

 

Muse of gentleness,

of gaiety and laughter. A small hint from your eyes,

was enough for me to fall for you,

like the tower of a child’s building blocks

that a tug at a carpet hem may bring down.

 

This is the tower, this early morning.

Nothing stirs in the house.

Outside there’s the thunder of Saturday’s garbage round;

otherwise the stillness is uncanny. It’s early

in January. The day

can’t make its mind up whether to begin.

 

Muse of my heartbroken heart:

I have no choice but to fall asleep again or write

and I can’t get back to sleep.

Dialysis Days – Hugo Williams was born in 1942. His latest book of poems is I Knew the Bride (Faber & Faber 2014). The next will be Lines Off, forthcoming in 2019. He wrote the Freelance column in The Times Literary Supplement for many years and lives in London. Published 2018 ISBN 978-1-903006-11-5

 

A BRILLIANT TRICK

 

Being well is such a brilliant trick

with all its happy healthy fun.

Nobody likes you when you’re sick.

 

They think you’re being melodramatic,

trying to divert attention

from their own favourite trick

 

of appearing busy and energetic

all the time, so that no one

suspects them of being sick.

 

They can’t imagine your own chronic

ill health and depression

is anything more than a cheap trick

 

to deceive anyone sympathetic

enough to your condition

to think you might be genuinely sick.

 

You end up having to mimic

the way healthy people carry on.

Being well is a useful trick.

Everyone hates you when you’re sick.

 

       

Paper-Money Lyrics – Alan Jenkins has published six volumes of poetry, the most recent of which are A Shorter Life (2005) and Revenants (2013). He edited the Collected Poems of Ian Hamilton (2009). White Nights, a volume of his translations from French, will appear in 2015. He has taught in Paris and the United States but has lived for most of his life in London, where he works as Deputy Editor and Poetry Editor of the Times Literary Supplement. Published 2014 ISBN 978-1-903006-07-8

 

BACKWATER

 

Basking in the Mayfair afternoon, The Killer Whale,

The male. Undersea light filters through the fronds

Of sea-grass—urban ferns and hanging-basket leafage.

He has come to feed, he lunches on small fry and crustaceans

 

Which he crunches, on gilts and bonds, on something by Jeff Koons

And the woman’s cleavage. There is a need for overpowering

In his hands, which prod her here and there, feeling

For the soft spots, the intimate recesses where

 

He can deliver hurt—there is a need for devouring

In his playful excesses, sea-spurt and sea-squirt!

Such vagaries of appetite, and only the ocean

To nourish him…Why her stunned face, why that commotion

 

In the shallows, that wave of indignation on the shore?—

Unrest among the bottom-feeders, clicking of iPhones,

Writing of leaders. You can’t fuck with someone’s head

In peace, in public, any more. It’s outrageous. It’s a bore.

 

       

Sonnets from Elizabeth’s – after Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnets from the Portuguese. Rosanne Wasserman’s poems can be found in print and online, in the Best American Poetry annual series, Ek-phra-sis, Conduit, Jacket 2, Maggy, How2 and elsewhere. Her books of poems include The Lacemakers (1992), No Archive on Earth (1995), and Other Selves (1999), as well as Place du Carousel (2001) and Psyche and Amor (2009), collaborations with her husband, the poet Eugene Richie, with whom she runs the Groundwater Press, a nonprofit poetry publisher. She has written on John Ashbery and Grace Paley for Massachusetts Review; on Pierre Martory James Schuyler and Ruth Stone for American Poetry Review; and on Marianne Moore, Dara Wier and others. She and Eugene Richie co-edited Ashbery’s Collected French Translations (2014). Published 2017 ISBN 978-1-903006-09-2

7.

What changes everything?

Sex, you say? Death sure doesn’t: life goes on

anyway, though you’ve got your toes on

a new front line, almost something

unexpectedly sweet, like swinging

chimes some wild wind blows on,

commuting the panic to marvel, an ozone

high. That’s why if anything

works for us, it’s us, and our lonesome past

points forward to each other,

as if it were a single crystal, orderly, fast

on its feet: and when what we call time’s over,

when we’re gone, they could cast

a model of how-to from us: friend and lover

 

           

Anchorage – Lorraine Mariner was born in 1974 and lives in London where she works at the National Poetry Library, Southbank Centre. She has published two collections with Picador, Furniture (2009) and There Will Be No More Nonsense (2014) and has been shortlisted for the Forward Prize twice, for Best Single Poem and Best First Collection, and for the Seamus Heaney Centre Poetry Prize.

Review of Lorraine Mariner’s Anchorage – now in London Grip

THE RESURRECTION, TARBERT

 

Cousin Christie asks me to confirm

some talk he recollects, that my grandfather

was buried at sea. Now that I have toured

 

the graveyards of Ballylongford, recited

the family names chiselled into the stones,

I share his unease. I used to believe

 

in cremation, scatter me, maybe, close to my

rented flat on the anonymous grass of Blackheath.

Standing in the graveyard of St. Mary’s, Tarbert,

 

my relations lying two or three in every row, 

for the first time in my life I would have sworn I was home.

If we do rise, Stanley Spencer style,

 

heaving the lids off of our tombs, blinking

in the perfect light, our naked feet ecstatic

on the green green grass, I would put money aside

 

to have my body transported here from a far city,

as my great aunt and uncle have done.

But my grandmother is not here.

 

She is lost, like my grandfather, in a Garden

of Remembrance in Croydon and it would not

be the same without her to make the introductions.

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Chap-books are £5 each post free in the UK from Books at The Room, 33 Holcombe Road, London N17 9AS. Special deal – Three chap-books for the price of two – £10 post free in the UK from the same address. Include address to mail to and which chap-books you want.

 

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