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Caroline Bird's In These Days of Prohibition Shortlisted for the Ted Hughes Award
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Poem of the Day
trinity in the telephone
to speak whisper whimper 1 wordTaken from 'Raving Language'...
when I e.g. with wrecked fist and foot and
Palmyra palm, i.e. wrecked poplar, dial
the tongues of speech from the gable-window
in the morning storm, the leaves stalks threads on the packets
of flower-calyxes and the birds they
fly high like sparks the saffron-yellow finches my
broom-window lovely mulberry-tree. And how the white
snow-white doves RUN veritably into the forest,
the white bushes : white faculty
of letters and of curiosity to know - rest-
stations on the body, blue
water-flowers, high-stemmed like the
tiny Mediterranean tree in the corridor. Toppled
night, that was the umpteenth forest, joyful in tears
thus the soul-food and flower of anointment :
the rose-maw and breath of distant meadows
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