Bob Spencer is a local farmer and a member of the Kent & Sussex Poetry Society. This poem was selected for our Folio #72 in 2018.
Looking Round The Wall
not sure where cairo perhaps
a veil-faint moon
a blue window
on a flat oiled slab
arches an open doorway
from a dead man’s ritual
rag baggery of shacks
places in amagio
to a sky wrenched open
hillside light meets dark
cattle grazing leafless trees
clawing the day
miss muffet weeping
with bordered cloth
patches dipped in Timbuctoo
sold in tunbridge wells
eve’s fruit mouldering
in a woven basket
town mist ugly windows
street seller harrowing cod
from yesterday’s trawler
by an ominous doorway
to what is not nice
a lake a reflecting tower
a naked woman
gazing at glow worms
the moon her life force
to the profound dull tunnel
David is the Chair of the Kent & Sussex Poetry Society. This poem was selected by our external judge for publishing in our 2020 anthology, Folio #74
Not a moment, but an aeon of pain,
surging from beneath, lurching from within.
We cry in tandem as you burst forth,
surfing the tide of my blackened blood.
You are searching for your own first breath,
you are the beauty I will love to death.
This is our first and final parting,
the start of separation and end of cohesion.
Now you are gone from my bloated body,
no longer my bones and blood but your own.
Your naked fragility fuels my anxiety,
I weep for every future failure you will face.
After birth, there is only motherhood:
not a moment, but an aeon of pain.
John is a long-standing member of the Society, who now lives in East Anglia but still joins our events by Zoom. This poem came second in the Folio competition in 2019, and was published in Folio 73.
Chargerafter a screen print by Zsophia Schweger
at the RA summer exhibition 2018
she's left her charger
I am alone in this bare pastel house
with nothing but her charger
its wire straggles on the floor
seeking an absent phone
but this is a comfort
it means she'll return
if only to retrieve her charger
Sophie Herxheimer is our November guest and will be reading to our Zoom audience on November 17th. The meeting starts at 8.00 pm as usual.
Sophie is an artist and a poet. She has held residencies for LIFT, Museum of Liverpool, The Migration Museum and Transport for London. Exhibitions include The Whitworth, Tate Modern, The Poetry Library and The National Portrait Gallery.
She has illustrated five fairy tale collections, made several artists books, created a 300 metre tablecloth to run the length of Southwark Bridge, featuring hand printed food stories from a thousand Londoners; narrated an episode of The FoodProgramme from Margate, made a life size concrete poem in the shape of Mrs Beeton sited next to her grave, and a pie big enough for seven drama students to jump out of, singing, on the lawn of an old people’s home. An ongoing project is collecting stories live in ink from members of the public.
Recent publications include: Your Candle Accompanies the Sun,(Henningham Family Press, 2017) Velkom to Inklandt (Short Books, 2017) and (with Chris McCabe) The Practical Visionary published by Hercules Editions. Her latest collection is 60 Loversto Make and Do, with Henningham Family Press.
Come along and enjoy a gourmet feast from Sophie this month!
Non-members are welcome and can use our Paypal link for the tiny fee of £3.
Clive was for many years chairman of the Society. This poem was published in Folio #72 in 2018.
Blackbird chases Thrush
through the flowerbed;
they share a family name
but don't get on.
That's the thing
with taxonomy; it finds
two small bones that match
and you're linked forever.
Take a funeral:
the strangers who coagulate
after the event - aunts,
confused whose sons we are,
nephews who've grown a foot
or grey since Gran was eighty,
cousins claiming to be soul-mates
and with whom
we swear to stay in touch
as we did when - what's he called -
their second-born was named.
We wrap a wing around each one,
insist they call
the minute there's a chance
and hone our beaks
in case they have the cheek.