I’m pleased to have had a poem commended by Michael Laskey, brilliant poet and editor of Smiths Knoll,
in the Fakenham Open poetry comp. I keep a look out for competitions that are free or inexpensive to enter (this one was two pounds a poem I think with a first prize of two hundered won by James Knox Whittet ) and am always interested if the judge is someone whos work I admire. Here is the poem I sent.
It wrote itself.
Back then silence was expected.
Once through the turnstile
requests and thank you’s
were scarcely audible,
the whisper of turning pages
punctuated by the stamp of due dates.
I remember discoveries
that shaped whole holidays,
the creaking spines of hardbacks
under August skies;
unreturned and haunting me still,
‘Another Side Of Bob Dylan’,
a cassette from which I ripped
the plastic cover of ownership,
a tacky smear occluding
Bob’s youthful face.