"There’s a kind of ‘tough love’ at work in these poems – a lyrical, romantic yearning shot through with the poet’s clear eye and wry humour. I think of them as tiny, poised narratives of lost words, remembered places and the unravelling of love. This is a memorable, assured collection – I’m certain David Tait is one to watch."
When I fell in love with you
I never knew our dance
would be this conga,
these swaying hips of Pendolino.
Nor could I guess our view
would be wet green fields
cows on their bellies –
the cold red bricks of Coventry.
But I’ll take it, I’ll sip this cappuccino –
its hint of winter warm on my cheek.
I’ll rush through tunnels in failing light,
the clack of the track applauding you.
David Tait was born in 1985 and grew up in Lancaster. He is a founder of the Leeds Independent Presses Poetry Festival (LIPPFest) and is currently ‘House Poet’ at Manchester Royal Exchange for the Carol Ann Duffy & Friends Poetry Series. He edits for The Cadaverine.