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Acumen: Issue 60

Published by Acumen

ISBN: 9780964030466

£4.50
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CONTENTS THIS ISSUE:

Editorial
Poems: Anne Ryland, Stephen Payne, Sally Festing, David Perman, Denise Bennett, Chrys Salt, Lotte Kramer, Ian Caws, Robert Greacen.
Interview with Penelope Shuttle
Poems: Alice Malin, Erica Berry, David Betteridge, Sebastian
Barker, Edmund Prestwich, Keith McFarlane, Anna Adams.
Love at First Verse – Anna Adams
Poems: Peter Branson, Nick Blair
Responses
Poems:
Edward Storey, Julie Whitby, Judi Benson, Dorothy Pope.
Endangered Species? – Mark Victory.
Poems: Fred Beake, Josephine Howard, Ann Gray, Camilla
Chen, Nick Burbridge, Frances Sackett, Leah Fritz.
Responses
Poems:
John Arnold, James W. Wood, Ian M. Emberson,
Emily Mercer, Idris Caffrey, Michael Jennings, James Coghill.
Mercer Simpson: an Appreciation – David Perman.
Obituary – Vernon Scannell
Poems: Andrew George, Huw Lawrence, Trevor Innes, William
Oxley, Bridget Thomasin, Rik Wilkinson, Chris Truman.
Reviews: William Bedford, John Killick, C.J.P. Smith, Anita
Money, Fred Beake, William Oxley, John Horder, Glyn Pursglove.
Poetry Comment
Index



On Such A Day
This morning, when people on the dark road
Have nothing to do but invent their lives,
A feeling I mistook for being tired
Sends me into the rain, looking for things
Of which I am made, places and old loves,
For certainties and half remembered songs.
I am grateful for the rain and for downs
In mist where solitary people move
Above the huddled, anonymous towns
Then are gone. All day, I have driven roads
And stopped at places I should never leave,
That is how it feels. Memories my guides.
Today, indistinct and vaguely troubled,
I search for things I left here long ago
And for words I may have only gabbled
When light began to fade across the weald.
Words that gave shape to a younger ego,
A time beyond reclaiming, bought and sold.
This evening, when those I never knew
Are returning to their firesides, I drive
From an undocumented then to now,
Hold it all in some kind of reverence
Or as something of value I must save
Or something that may have been my life, once.


Ian Caws
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