Today's poet

[freckle]

Kissing
Fleur Adcock


The young are walking on the riverbank
arms around each other’s waist and shoulders,
pretending to be looking at the waterlilies
and what might be a nest of some kind, over
there, which two who are clamped together
mouth to mouth have forgotten about.
The others, making courteous detours
around them, talk, stop talking, kiss.
They can see no one older than themselves.
It’s their river. They’ve got all day.
Seeing’s not everything. At this very
moment the middle-aged are kissing
in the backs of taxis, on the way
to airports and stations. Their mouths and tongues
are soft and powerful and as moist as ever.
Their hands are not inside each other’s clothes
(because of the driver) but locked so tightly
together that it hurts: it may leave marks
on their not of course youthful skin, which they won’t
notice. They too may have futures.

[stevefoster]

one of my fave e e cummings poems mossy...good job its past 9 eh? x

Thought that too, all them shrugging and panting thighs!
Nice on from the rev, talented poet as well as runner.
Like the kissing one freckle, think i'll kiss my pooch

[freckle]

think i'll kiss my pooch

....awwwwww!

i really like the first line of this poem....

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.
This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say
it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.
La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine
the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you. For I am in love with you and this
is what it is like or what it is like in words.

Carol Ann Duffy

[stevefoster]

Another BG support
Comes under fire by a dragon
Where's Saint George when you need him

[freckle]

Another BG support
Comes under fire by a dragon
Where's Saint George when you need him

Oh dear , has it all been kickin off again steve? well at least on this thread you can write about it! good play on words mate

[stevefoster]

....awwwwww!

i really like the first line of this poem....

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.
This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say
it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.
La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine
the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you. For I am in love with you and this
is what it is like or what it is like in words.

Carol Ann Duffy

Rest of it sounds good too

[stevefoster]

Oh dear , has it all been kickin off again steve?

Again and again...............over and over.............keep smiling

[freckle]

Again and again...............over and over.............keep smiling

aye keep smiling andthin of it as "training" ...take care and na night x

[stevefoster]

take care and na night x

You too marra, thanks for listening x

[Hes]

This is a lovely choice Freckle, one of my favourites.

....awwwwww!

i really like the first line of this poem....

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.
This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say
it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.
La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine
the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you. For I am in love with you and this
is what it is like or what it is like in words.

Carol Ann Duffy