The Clyde Paddle Steamers
Memory as clear as a perfect summer;
two-funnelled steamship, day trip
to Inverary. Pier to pier under fug
of smoke; going below
to watch engine cranks turn mesmerically;
on the way back people on deck
singing to an accordion band.
Most of the Clyde paddle steamers
scattered or scrapped. One lay berthed
on the Thames, lost. Just
the cash-strapped Waverley,
sti...
Saturday 30th July 2011 11:39 am
Kicking and screaming
Breakfast is moving to Salford.
The giant polar bear will melt
in about five days. The landlord
has a firm, settled intention:
by night he dons all the sequins
and feathers, trawling hotspots,
on patrol. No deposit, ever.
What early trauma ...? Emergency lights:
cowering under a stool in the kitchen.
(Actona Dodgem Bar Stool on chrome base).
Did she ...
Sunday 3rd April 2011 10:48 pm
Question 17
Question 17 on the census form “is left intentionally blank.”
Pull the other one: there was a question there once.
Do you surreptitiously pick your nose
when you think no one is looking?
Do you have trouble sleeping /
get up in the night at all hours,
worrying about things left undone,
or things you did, and shouldn’t have?
Are you happy in your job/ ...
Wednesday 30th March 2011 10:04 am
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