I like the rhythms in the lines of this, they sound like Greek
hendecasyllables or something , dum de diddle-i dum de dum de dum de
andI like the built up references to the north east.
SallyE
on 19/7/02 2:57 pm, Bob Cooper at [log in to unmask] wrote:
> Don't worry, this may be the last one for a while... but it's here for a
> read, for comment, for criticism...
> (and there ain't no italics, no *'s needed in this one!):
>
> YES
>
> So quietly, like an old mammal dying in winter,
> the blood orange sun bled for us again last night.
> Yes, like Bellingham salmon, we’d muscled our hidden ways
> even when we nuzzled under duvets, quiet as water,
> making a point of respecting each other’s loud strength.
> Yes, we did not know whose cars, in mornings as we woke,
> crunched by like bacon sizzling. They were those we never knew,
> those who never sing to friends, who saw us but didn’t see
> the vast silences, weighty as unpronounceable mountains,
> their glens’ curves, motionless with twilight and snow.
> Yes, many telephone lines squirmed with our chuckles
> between the times we rarely spoke. O Virgin,
> O Newcastle trains that had trembled many single lovers
> on the long sleeping journeys to their hearts. Do you hear them?
> Do they still chink by like Walkmans playing tunes we love?
> Yes, I want to remember you stood in my dream, always
> as huge as Gateshead’s Angel glowing in morning’s light,
> hear you as you stoop and drape the width of your wings
> over the thin swerve of the Millennium Bridge
> embracing me – your rust on my hands - as I rise.
> Or will all I hear be the sighs of my clothes as I dress,
> hands emerging from sleeves to pull zips?
>
>
> Bob Cooper
>
> (Oh yes, if you're not in the UK, "Virgin" not only sell CDs and stick their
> name on cans of Coke, they also try to run trains...)
>
>
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