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New Poem by Peter Daniels

Eyewear is glad to welcome British poet Peter Daniels today with a new poem of his.  Daniels took a break from poetry but came back to win the 2008 Arvon Competition, and recently the 2010 TLS Poetry Competition. He is now working on new poems and translations, especially from the Russian of Vladislav Khodasevich.  His 2010 pamphlet Work & Food is a mini-retrospective from Mulfran Press, and another will appear in 2011 from HappenStance, to add to pamphlets from Smith/Doorstop and Vennel Press in the 1990s. Given the current state of unrest in the streets, this poem seemed apt.


Emergency

Respectable ladies are raiding the shops
for regency figurines, red shoes, red meat,
and whose respect do they need, now?

Up on the castle terrace it’s unclear
which way to go. Skirts full of peaches
to pelt the palace walls, or to eat in the gardens.

poem by Peter Daniels; reprinted with permission of the author.

Comments

Adele Ward said…
Always a real treat to see a poem by Peter.

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