Lesley Young – Selected Poems #14
On Becoming a University Lecturer I imagined this place would be grand With spires, and Eminent professors with spectacles And flowing gowns...
Read moreOn Becoming a University Lecturer I imagined this place would be grand With spires, and Eminent professors with spectacles And flowing gowns...
Read moreI can resist anything but temptation * You’ll never be left on the shelf Reclining there so provocatively In your skimpy white robe...
Read moreThe Long Sleep Years I slept, long and fettered My slow-motion life This weariness, a leaden cloak My line of sight Blurred by wine and...
Read moreAt a time when our fellow inhabitants of the earth increasingly depend on our mercy and ingenuity to survive, our default has instead been to kill...
Read moreBurren Light It began this way. A notion a slight suggestion a search for questions and a yearning just beyond my reach. A curiosity wavering...
Read moreAlford Dawn White-iced wonderland Startled by a valiant sun I wake to the morn Longing for you still November’s sparks, like tinder, Rekindling...
Read moreTen to Seven You might have seen me walking In the company of friends On Dartmoor’s ancient trails. You might have seen us strike a pose For a...
Read morePostcard From Ireland I think of you in lands like these Wonderful, inspiring lands With sweeping bays and rugged knocks, Cork’s Sleepy bailes and...
Read moreMisguided Fantasy I lost my head (When all about me were keeping theirs – ha!) Over you In a jumble of possibilities If not eventualities...
Read moreMessage in a Bottle I will take my feelings and dress them up In fancy words On the finest vellum And seal them in a vial made of tempered glass I...
Read morePeople disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of...
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