Greenlane Poetry

All Saints 3pm
Bad Day
Bar des Sports, Charly-sur-Marne
Before and After the Watershed
Call to Witness
Carte Postale
Charlie
Clerk of Works
Dog in the Night
Easter Saturday at Festubert
Fargate
first
first
first
first
first
first
Force Nine
Forge Island
Four Chimneys
Furnaces
Half Empty
In Glen Howe Park
In Provence
Incident
Kilner's Bridge
Lady
Last Train
Lilac Time
Magpies
Mungy Lane
North Line
Nurses
Outfield
Painting By Numbers
Patriots
Per Ardua
Pioneers
Release
Rememberings
Routine Visit
Runner
September
Silent Snakes
Spring Training
Start-1
Students in Crookesmoor
The Don at Swinton
The Festive Season
The Lavender Feast at Saullt
The Runners in the Fields
The Seasons
Treatment Days
Trips to the Seaside
Up Train
Valley Mist
Weston Park
What Love Is
Winthrop Park

--chosen-work--

Force Nine



This beating wind
which rips the bottom out of clouds
thrashes boughs of willow trees
for hour on hour
leaves dead grey streets
clean-scoured as steel
with swinging lights high on elliptic wires
a lash of ice in every volleyed shower

An earthbound crow
is skulking by a wall when we
leave Dalton by the Don to climb
where roof tiles fall
in shell-bursts on the drives
and in our windscreen
dead leaves hurl as moths did once
or sparks blown glowing from the furnace fires