Intimate Sonnet
daylight and rhinoceroses
I fly to thy side
your back is broad
and pimply
blancmange
pronounced "blancmange"
I travel your South Downs
I didn't eat, I didn't eat you
she is the pronouns I engender
where can I plug myself in?
like a faint shadow over the lip
the warmth that comes from sleeping
one and one is two
and two is us
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Today, boys and girls, we’re going to look at ‘Song of the Chinchilla’ by Lisa Jarnot*. I liked the poem immediately – and I’ve given it to ...
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April Fool?
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