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My Grandmother Arrives in the Home Counties
'One hundred years ago young Ezra writes / from Kensington to Miss Alice Kenny'
'Tucked among books, look, a long-ago letter, / long ago lost, thanks me for poems – for one / especially in which she’s named.'
'The bus-boys at the Aqua Grill are whistling / Sweet Susie ... Oh Susie Q ... Oh I love you / and I wonder, how do they know my name?'
by Pedro Lenz, translated by Donal McLaughlin
'When the schoolgirl / in the Domino Tea Room / suddenly started sobbing, / an old woman, / none of whose business it was, / said not to take things so much to heart.'
Self-Portrait as a White Lady
by Marion Poschmann, translated by Iain Galbraith
'wayward, thin-walled, aloof: / I began to appear, bitterly / striving for the impossible body / a huge hole in the hollow of the bus stop, an interior / stadium'
The Importance of Being Father
'Body-in-womb / A babe in arms, / it couldn’t be; / hardly a thing'
A Teenager in the Home
'and they've run the path to our red door / where there's a ghost at the threshold'
What Are Good Manners?
'I’ve learnt everything I know from the Doctor. / When he asks if I want to talk about my mother / I say, ‘No, thank you. My mother is dead. It’s classic.'
Can We End Those Quarrels?
by Nathan Hamilton
'on how I set them down and then they quarrel / in a row at meal time'
What We Learn From Fantasy
'Both are in excess of thought / which is not the brain’s function which is action! / Sure, the mind is not Raskolnikov napping'