Contents ( 152)
- Contents
- Introduction
- The Distance
- Maybe I’ll Be The First
- border/softer
- untitled poem – on travel
- Galway Dreaming
- Escape
- Your World
- Not knowing when the Dawn will come
- The Instructions
- Away and See
- ‘A girl unbridled’ – Feeling Free
- Freedom
- Mythology
- Freedom Poem
- The Long Holidays
- In Wellies
- Lines Composed in a Wood on a Windy Day
- Londoner
- She Showed Me Her Dreams
- Let Me Count the Ways
- Bath
- Ourstory
- Megan Married Herself
- ‘A land where I could be a queen’ – Growing Up
- The Mother
- Hedgehog
- The Pomegranate
- Persephone to Demeter
- The Window
- Obedience, or The Lying Tale
- kids
- The worlds
- Praise Song for My Mother
- You May Have Heard of Me
- ‘What if this road . . .’ – Travels over Land
- What if this road
- On the Road Through Chang-te
- Divorce
- *
- The Footprint
- Autobiography in Five Chapters
- The Road Out of Town
- Cocoon
- Wolves
- Ode
- A Winter Ride
- Driving Back Over the Blue Ridge,
- ‘Golden windows in a wall’ – Words Can Set You Free
- In a Cardiff Arcade, 1952
- Sonnet XXXI
- from Aurora Leigh
- Books
- Poem
- from The Emulation
- we misread ‘language’ as ‘lavender’
- Poem
- Kemo Sabe
- When to Write
- The cypher
- Coal
- Wings
- from Washing Day
- ‘My wild hair backward blown’ – Taking Flight
- The Destroyer
- Flying to Italy
- holiday
- The Bomber
- Hungary
- Spring Wind in London
- from Sonnets from a Lock Box
- The Full Indian Rope Trick
- On the South Downs
- ‘It’s better with all the banners flying’ – Courage, Hope and Resilience
- ‘Out of the darkness’
- Miss Aylward’s Journey
- Sangharsh Karna Hai
- All Around the Jailhouse
- Locked Inside
- L’Envoi
- December
- New Glass
- Release
- Her Kind
- The Lady with the Sewing-Machine
- Edith Sitwell
- War Girls
- Wood Song
- ‘Riches I hold in light esteem’
- I want to stand naked in the school hall
- ‘Chasing weightlessness’ – The Final Frontier
- I Had a Boat
- from Darkness Music
- The Moon at Knowle Hill
- ‘On the road through the clouds’
- The Crescent Moon
- Sally Ride Speaks to the Schoolgirls
- Target
- De Profundis
- Sky Ladder
- Devil at the End of Love
- The Hubble Space Telescope before repair
- Avowal
- ‘It’s the sea I want’ – Voyages by Verse
- Hunter’s Moon
- Strawberries and the Sailing Ship
- The Sea-Shore
- It’s the Sea I Want
- Dare
- Sea Love
- Staying in the Mountains in Summer
- from Elegy on Captain Cook
- Exultation is the going
- from Notes on the Voyage of Owl and Girl
- Strange Sea
- Saint Senara and Me
- The Winds of Fate
- Boats in a Storm
- The New Colossus
- Emigravit
- ‘Dream me mermaid’ – Flights of Fancy
- In Your Mind
- from On Imagination
- The Centaur
- The Chatelaine
- Roads
- My Hat
- Functional Skills Maths
- The Burning
- Laurel in the Berkshires
- Iridescent lizard
- The Forlorn Sea
- The Celestial Announcer
- The Levitation of St Christina
- Ego Tripping (There May Be a Reason Why)
- ‘Silence and a space of sleep’: Travels towards Tranquillity
- from Verses Written in the Chiosk of the British Palace at Pera
- Southern Sunrise
- Lochan
- Birthday Poem from Venice
- ‘Leave Krete’
- Dzoka (Return)
- The Girl Who Fell in Love With the Mountain
- Translation
- Furness Abbey
- Not for that City
- About the Poets
- Index of First Lines
- Index of Poets
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
All Around the Jailhouse is here.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850–1919)
Born to Wisconsin farmers, Ella wrote to support her family. Her mildly steamy poems were hugely popular with readers, though critics snobbishly included her poems in some anthologies of ‘worst poems’. During the First World War, Ella believed that her husband instructed her from beyond the grave to visit the Allied Forces in France to boost morale which she duly did, reciting poems to the troops. The Winds of Fate is here.
Chrissy Williams
Chrissy grew up in Devon and now lives in London. Her first collection, Bear, was named as one of the Daily Telegraph’s Fifty Best Books of 2017. She founded the Free Verse: Poetry Book Fair and co-edits the world first edible poetry magazine, Poetry Digest, which prints poetry on cakes. She has read at venues including the Royal Albert Hall and the Southbank Centre, and on BBC Radio 3. Chrissy is bilingual Italian and also works as a tutor and an editor, including for comics and videogame magazines.
Devil at the End of Love is here.
Elinor Wylie (1885–1928)
Elinor published four collections of poetry and four novels in the last four years of her life, as well contributing to magazines including Vanity Fair. Her work won praise from writers including Edna St Vincent Millay, and her first novel was famously launched with a torchlit procession through the streets of Manhattan. She lived a rather tempestuous personal life and was married three times. Elinor’s work was much admired during her lifetime and, though her reputation diminished in the mid-twentieth century, her position as an important modernist writer is now recognized.
Escape is here.
Sun Yün-feng (1764–1814)
Sun Yün-feng was the daughter of an official and married a scholar. She was a favourite student of the Ch’ing dynasty poet Yüan Mei, who is notable for supporting women’s poetry during an era when it was suppressed.
On the Road Through Chang-te is here.
Belinda Zhawi
Belinda was born in Zimbabwe and moved to London aged twelve. She studied at Westminster and Goldsmiths and went on to be a 2015/16 London Laureate and the 2016/17 Institute of Contemporary Arts Associate Poet. She co-founded community and performance platform BORN::FREE, and has been the Serpentine Gallery Schools Artist-in-Residence. Belinda published the poetry pamphlet Small Inheritances in 2018 and also works in London’s jazz and beatmaking scene. Dzoka (Return) is here.
Index of First Lines
A circle. Shoulders and hard chests
A poem stays awake long after midnight
A voice from the dark is calling me
Across the fields as green as spinach
Aim higher than the clod of mud
All around the jailhouse
An owl and a girl
At intervals my mother’s voice was heard
Away and see an ocean suck at a boiled sun
Books, books, books!
Breathe
Color or lemon, mango, peach
Daughters, when they come
Do you remember what happened
Don’t believe the quiet heat that waits to pull
Driving back over the blue ridge
Edith Sitwell is fastening the gold collar