Poetry Blog by Peter Taylor
on SORROW AND JOY (Fri, 1 Nov 2019 10:48 pm)
Frances Macaulay Forde on NIGHTS AND DAYS (Tue, 29 Oct 2019 02:08 am)
Frances Macaulay Forde on NOW OR NEVER? (Tue, 17 Sep 2019 06:01 am)
In which direction should I turn my face?
It’s time to pull away the ties that
cleverly ensure my misted eyes stray
no distance from the ground until, bound to blindness,
I can see the irony of the right I’d claimed,
on any issue, to be first to engage
or ask you, piecemeal, for release.
I always understood release as freely available,
Wednesday 21st April 2021 12:54 pm
Lincoln Bill crowned you Queen of all around you,
insisting that he who played King for a day would
kill for a second: the honour so high and
rich with all your bounty –
no mere paper gain, it came laden with the
trappings of a full-hearted love, say it
twice, three times, whatever helps to emphasise.
Now, about that love, I knew from the start –
no need even to r...
Thursday 25th February 2021 1:23 pm
INTO THEIR HANDS
There are walks and there are walks;
the big difference is that on some we talk
but not on others. On some (like those with
brother Jon, well content resident expat of
what was once the exotic, despotic and
generally chaotic empire that sat uncomfortably
astride East and West), the rarity of their occurrence
demands that we speak – so we chit the chat and...
Monday 4th January 2021 2:19 pm