Monday 23 November Poetry Doubles (the last one this year)
with Tom Pow and Liz Niven
A taster to help you step outside in the murk of November and make your way to the Duncan Room, Easterbrook Hall at 7pm.
Here's Liz Niven - from Picasso's Timeshare (Burning Whins)
Picasso said,
of his own poetry,
Painted in words, with lines taut as harpstrings.
Mair lik a bugle, it seems, ma shout
no findin the harpstring's voice.
Mair, a jiggin fiddle cries
Aye an hoochaye ower
islands, bens, lochs, or
the soun o silence,
oan an empty raised beach.
And this is Tom Pow - from Ex-Laundry Girl, 1943 (Dear Alice)
If ever I'd the chance to choose my place
I worked the drying green. I eased off
my boots, let my feet grow sweetly cold
on the grass. We laid out the sheets
till they sat on the air like ruffled snow.
I smelled the sharp spoor of joy
a child leaves across a vacant field -
and wept a little for my loss.
There. We're in for a treat! Hope to see you next Monday. Tickets £7/£5 from DGAA 01387 253383, from the Midsteeple, or on the door.
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