> > 
> Yeh, if it appears it sounds as if it'd be fun to read!
> 
> Bob
> 

> >It´s due to appear in issue 35 of Borderlines under the title Dining Out.  Actually it was due in December but I haven´t received a copy, but I´m not panicking yet.

Mike






> >
> > > And I guess the description you're giving me below has potential for 
> >poetry
> > > as well!
> > > Bob
> > >
> >
> >
> >.......I hope it has, Bob, `cos it´s from a poem!
> >
> >
> >Mike
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > >
> > > >From: Mike Horwood <[log in to unmask]>
> > > >Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
> > > >To: [log in to unmask]
> > > >Subject: Re: Deliberately getting....Bob
> > > >Date: Mon, 3 Jan 2005 21:46:18 +0200
> > > >
> > > > > Hello Bob,
> > > >             Thanks for your comments, glad you enjoyed it. It´s
> > > >interesting that you should wonder about extending the narrative 
> >because
> > > >this is one from a sequence that now runs to about 30 poems, though 
> >there´s
> > > >nothing really so coherent as a narrative, there are dominant themes 
> >and
> > > >images. You meet the same characters again.
> > > >Visualise-wise (nice phrase)- Does this help?: 20s; medium height; 
> >slim;
> > > >long, straight, almost black hair; sloe eyes and that special 
> >creaminess of
> > > >a dark-haired woman´s skin. I watched her once work her blade the 
> >length of
> > > >a sole and seperate flesh from bone and, do you know, I never felt a 
> >thing!
> > > >Funny old world ain´t it?
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >Best wishes,   Mike
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > > >
> > > > > Hi Mike,
> > > > > I'm enjoying this, I find I can visualise all the characters - 
> >except
> > > >the
> > > > > "she" - and that puzzzles me! It could be that's part of why I like 
> >the
> > > >poem
> > > > > so much but I just can't see her either in my eyes or through the 
> >eyes
> > > >of
> > > > > anyone else in the poem. I guess I'm frustrated because I know the
> > > >narrator
> > > > > still has a vivid memory, a memory, I assume, that's very visual as 
> >well
> > > >as
> > > > > aural.
> > > > > Have you thought of having a companion piece that's a short story? 
> >It's
> > > >a
> > > > > piece that, I suspect, could well be both. And it might be that a 
> >short
> > > > > story form might all opportunity for more description - not just
> > > >appearence
> > > > > - that might prompt a word or two for the poem? Just a thought...
> > > > > Bob
> > > > > Who's still trying so hard to visualise her! Has she curls, wavy 
> >hair,
> > > > > glasses? Is she 20, 30, or Old! It still matters for me.
> > > > >
> > > > > >From: Mike Horwood <[log in to unmask]>
> > > > > >Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
> > > > > >To: [log in to unmask]
> > > > > >Subject: New sub: Deliberately getting....
> > > > > >Date: Sun, 2 Jan 2005 12:03:24 +0200
> > > > > >
> > > > > >Does this mean anything to anyone?
> > > > > >p.s. you don´t need to understand the rules of cricket!
> > > > > >
> > > > > >
> > > > > >
> > > > > >Deliberately Getting Out At Cricket
> > > > > >
> > > > > >She had a passion for the game
> > > > > >and I would accompany her to matches,
> > > > > >but she had to explain the rules
> > > > > >and still I didn´t understand.
> > > > > >" Cricket´s as varied as life," she said.
> > > > > >"It´s as complex," I replied.
> > > > > >
> > > > > >"You can learn a lot about a man
> > > > > >from the way he plays cricket."
> > > > > >
> > > > > >In the school where she taught
> > > > > >they´d formed a team to play
> > > > > >a neighbouring school.
> > > > > >The boys whispered and laughed
> > > > > >between overs;
> > > > > >"If you hit the next ball,
> > > > > >you have to moon beside the road."
> > > > > >"If you don´t get out next over,
> > > > > >you love Miss Mitchell." Grey-haired,
> > > > > >tweed-skirted. Maths.
> > > > > >
> > > > > >The batsman´s dismissal with the next ball
> > > > > >was such blatant cricket suicide
> > > > > >an enquiry was held next day.
> > > > > >
> > > > > >She took the case seriously. It had
> > > > > >to do with honour, she told me,
> > > > > >and not letting others down. "That player
> > > > > >had betrayed his teammates."
> > > > > >
> > > > > >She watched closely, as if my reaction
> > > > > >would show her who and what I was.
> > > > > >I only said, "How bizarre."
> > > > > >Her look seemed to accuse me
> > > > > >of deliberately getting out at cricket.
> > > > > >
> > > > > >
> > > > > >Mike
> > > > >
> > >
>