Author: | Alyson Torns | ISBN: | 9780957131668 |
Publisher: | mardibooks | Publication: | February 22, 2013 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Alyson Torns |
ISBN: | 9780957131668 |
Publisher: | mardibooks |
Publication: | February 22, 2013 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
I started writing this poem in 2004 and finished it in 2007. It’s taken 8 years to reach its fruition. It is a journey through the London underground over to Portugal and back. I’m exploring memory and everyday life. It has taken time for me to let go and release it to the world. It’s a poem without an ending. I have several parts of the poem published in magazines and a pamphlet with an extract from it.
Extract
wind comes in it doesn’t ask
hello u I’m not u I’m Joshua
have you got any brothers and sisters no I’m going to buy one
i was fine when I was three now I’m four
our seagulls are very friendly if you don’t want visitors keep windows shut
it’s not too late to have a baby sally’s 40
wish my wife was this dirty
want to put him back in
she’s been sleeping for an hour says hope she’s not dead
today she doesn’t recognise me says I look different should have worn my black t-shirt
does your t-shirt say hovis no levis
whose your father
you never wanted to get married
old lady says never trouble trouble unless trouble troubles you
have you bought a dress for your reading?
invited to seven year old party decline
up all night dancing beach party chables and tairs
liked you before I knew you were left-handed
magic engine takes us to beach
writes dear god please let the plane land safely and we’re diverted to stansted instead of landing in Luton cause plane has caught fire so we circle for forty minutes and the captain says look at the scenery
points mobile phone at great grandma and says pause as his brother blows kiss and slaps her face
bringing up your parents
didn’t realise they looked at your shoes when reading
which hat have you got on today
drawing your blown off hand back on page
are you being good or bad as she lifts menu that’s the biggest worry in her life
good bush bad bush pubes horizontal or vertical
do you pray upwards
placed oyster card on top instead of ticket in slot go to window for refund can’t help have to call up
no service from harrow-on-the-hill to uxbridge ask train staff there for help with buses for any other information come and see me the attractive lady wearing a headphone set didn’t know this had become a dating agency
old lady refused to change into her nighty saying her father was coming to pick her up he’s been dead 63 years
three supermodels looking after you today
all the books I’ve been lent and not read
cry when there’s really something to cry about she said to her five year old
those first steps you take as child little drunk steps
asks to place his palm on mine says it’s sticky
plastic man is great
suicidal platform
put yourself at risk ever
5’2 goofy stands in hall greets all substitute sister who’ll buy her trousers in exchange for their skirt for £100 they’re talking about shaving their moustaches don’t remember thinking about that at their age
whose gonna win tomorrow
lack of chopsticks try toothpicks
you walk with torch picking up dog shit from grass it’s pissing down what’s that about
little girl in uniform clock stopped on wall
northern line is closed
I started writing this poem in 2004 and finished it in 2007. It’s taken 8 years to reach its fruition. It is a journey through the London underground over to Portugal and back. I’m exploring memory and everyday life. It has taken time for me to let go and release it to the world. It’s a poem without an ending. I have several parts of the poem published in magazines and a pamphlet with an extract from it.
Extract
wind comes in it doesn’t ask
hello u I’m not u I’m Joshua
have you got any brothers and sisters no I’m going to buy one
i was fine when I was three now I’m four
our seagulls are very friendly if you don’t want visitors keep windows shut
it’s not too late to have a baby sally’s 40
wish my wife was this dirty
want to put him back in
she’s been sleeping for an hour says hope she’s not dead
today she doesn’t recognise me says I look different should have worn my black t-shirt
does your t-shirt say hovis no levis
whose your father
you never wanted to get married
old lady says never trouble trouble unless trouble troubles you
have you bought a dress for your reading?
invited to seven year old party decline
up all night dancing beach party chables and tairs
liked you before I knew you were left-handed
magic engine takes us to beach
writes dear god please let the plane land safely and we’re diverted to stansted instead of landing in Luton cause plane has caught fire so we circle for forty minutes and the captain says look at the scenery
points mobile phone at great grandma and says pause as his brother blows kiss and slaps her face
bringing up your parents
didn’t realise they looked at your shoes when reading
which hat have you got on today
drawing your blown off hand back on page
are you being good or bad as she lifts menu that’s the biggest worry in her life
good bush bad bush pubes horizontal or vertical
do you pray upwards
placed oyster card on top instead of ticket in slot go to window for refund can’t help have to call up
no service from harrow-on-the-hill to uxbridge ask train staff there for help with buses for any other information come and see me the attractive lady wearing a headphone set didn’t know this had become a dating agency
old lady refused to change into her nighty saying her father was coming to pick her up he’s been dead 63 years
three supermodels looking after you today
all the books I’ve been lent and not read
cry when there’s really something to cry about she said to her five year old
those first steps you take as child little drunk steps
asks to place his palm on mine says it’s sticky
plastic man is great
suicidal platform
put yourself at risk ever
5’2 goofy stands in hall greets all substitute sister who’ll buy her trousers in exchange for their skirt for £100 they’re talking about shaving their moustaches don’t remember thinking about that at their age
whose gonna win tomorrow
lack of chopsticks try toothpicks
you walk with torch picking up dog shit from grass it’s pissing down what’s that about
little girl in uniform clock stopped on wall
northern line is closed