Poems

Losing a Crown in the National Portrait Gallery

6 February 2016 9:00 am

The cafe was full of connoisseurs of the scones. As he bit into his flapjack a sinister uncoupling took place…

Unreliable Narrator

6 February 2016 9:00 am

If a clock can be a household’s totem then we remain hopeful ours will show us an accurate blue moon…

Easy Street

6 February 2016 9:00 am

Roller skating down the main road in the cycle lane, her easy, smooth and flowing scissor stride on booted castors,…

Location

6 February 2016 9:00 am

Old friends, we scarcely speak of death or dying. As ever, the displacements continue, just as when we used to…

Sharing the Dog

30 January 2016 9:00 am

The Dog share didn’t work out well in the end. For a start, Dog — no mean manipulator — cadged…

Siftings

30 January 2016 9:00 am

And we awake like children to tiny snow sprinkled on shed and car roofs, thinking, Will it last, will it…

A Day Off

23 January 2016 9:00 am

Well, I’ll go window-shopping in Laroussefor seeds of words. Strangely, they’re not for sale — you help yourself to what…

Act of Faith

16 January 2016 9:00 am

This winter morning between seven and eight, half a white moon still present, a ghost not shining on plentiful frost…

The Lost Word

16 January 2016 9:00 am

I know it cold, the scene in the woods, the grey-toned sky, and snow— the sudden clearing in the underbrush…

Misprint

2 January 2016 9:00 am

Stealth is its policy. It lies in wait. It is no respecter of age. It turns up late Or far…

All Change

12 December 2015 9:00 am

Based on a handwritten notebook of recipes from Dorothy Eliza Barnes, my grandmother, a shepherd’s wife, who had worked as…

December

12 December 2015 9:00 am

The ferns around the badgers’ sett are dying down, and fine webs fret the brambles. By late afternoon the moon…

Bequest

5 December 2015 9:00 am

Knowing he was ill he offered a free choice of the books on his shelves, but for every one wanted…

Heron

5 December 2015 9:00 am

Walking to the bus stop after a hospital visit, in an unfamiliar, dusty suburb, I pass a small park on…

Treasure

28 November 2015 9:00 am

Walking down the sands to investigate what they might find, shells or stones, flotsam pieces abandoned by tides, two figures…

Bravery

21 November 2015 9:00 am

I am not ready for the temple but neither am I ready for the market. Leave me, I pray, a…

Porridge Season

7 November 2015 9:00 am

Tuesday morning. The Chopin of golden syrup is going to perform his Breakfast Fantaisie for teaspoon and dessertspoon. Such a…

The Wolves of Memory

7 November 2015 9:00 am

Loping through thick snow, fur matted with ice, they have lost the trace that led them long ago from a…

In Other Eyes

29 October 2015 9:00 am

Someone to trust with parcels, because he’s ‘always in’; the character who locks the gate at night and lingers to…

Alongside Beans

10 October 2015 9:00 am

weeding alongside beans in the same rush as them 6 a.m. scrabbling at the earth beans synchronised in rows soft…

Friday

26 September 2015 9:00 am

I have people to see is what I said. I did not say they are all in my head. I…

© Carol Hughes

Hoof-trimming

19 September 2015 8:00 am

The below is an unpublished poem, written for Moortown, the verse-diary of Ted Hughes’s experiences of farming in Devon in…

On the way to Plumpton

19 September 2015 8:00 am

We pull up at Wivelsfield, under a blue sky, and glance out at the one figure on the platform: a…

Review

19 September 2015 8:00 am

(reading Daphne Rooke) Thank you for the book. It reminded me in the way she writes, dry as the Karoo,…

A goddess, a city and a tree

12 September 2015 9:00 am

Known for her strength, Athena can throw a spear like a dart, and on the day of the contest for…