Pods

water, breaches

you, the kisser

stung

and still buzzed

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flesh

i stand stiffly on the cliffs edge,

and in the whispering wind

the three shapes of our laughter chime

in the tiny hall.

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lovecrimes

Ten across;
not loyalty, faithfulness
or constancy.

Took nothing with me
when the game was over
we all lost,
it was all unfair.

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Lover

quick like a rat, darkly cunning minx- with palpable wit

she sits in flames, burning 

… passionately patient. 

stalking in the shadows at night, 

singing softly as she tweaks her mouse trap

‘I know where is an hind…

I know where is an hind…’

even in your hour of glory

wildly it grows that lioness courage 

The Madam

Resplendent in swathes in purple and lilac

satin and tulle;

the putain, 

swans in tinkering jewels 

glittering fiercely over her smooth forehead

her ivory chest…

but alas, the sprog is deficient, 

I say, it is lacking: it is female. 

And covered with the very own Devil’s teats

that diseased femininity, malfunctioned

and lost her saviour. 

Raging violently in her cage: the accused, 

simultaneously, ‘Adulteress’ and ‘Never Legally Married’

on May Day ablaze in yellow silk, 

The Queen of Love chimes:             ‘Ainsi sera, groigne que groigne’ 

ainsi sera indeed, 

Lady – to the block for the chop.

Commentary

‘Lover’ is number two in a four-part themed poetry series I wrote inspired by Carol Ann Duffy’s own first themed collection ‘The World’s Wife’. In it, she explores mythical, historical and literary stories traditionally positioned from the perspective of men, and spins a feminist tale to invite us into the women overshadowed by them. We meet ‘Mrs Darwin’ and ‘Queen Kong, as well as ‘The Devil’s Wife’ and ‘Little Red Cap’ (the young girl who’s grandmother is eaten by the wolf).

In this collection, unlike Duffy’s, the women (and especially in ‘Lover’) remain obscured behind the historical events that marked their fate in their marriage to the infamous woman-killer. The voice in ‘Lover’ looks at critical events from a huge distance, with sarcasm, with pity, and with an intensely critical eye. And is, of course, informed by gender theory.

Can you guess who is who in the series? Queen, Victim, Outcast.

Queen

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nocturnal

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Victim

Outcast

…possesses loose breasts,

a wobbly womb, unfavourable features

resembling an English mare etc;

And is therefore unfit to bulge my huge passion.

She read silently.

‘By my life, he could not get it up.’

Commentary

‘Outcast’ is the third in a four-part poetry series based on four of Henry VIII’s wives, and inspired by Carol Ann Duffy’s ‘The World’s Wife’ (read more on this here). In ‘Outcast’ I explore the culpability assigned to the woman for Henry’s failure to consummate the marriage (which is historically true). Even with the 400+ year difference between now and then, this is a familiar situation in popular culture, and in the personal lives of women.

Here, she openly retaliates, and turns the accusation back on him: accusing him of a lack of virility. Henry was obsessed with portraying a strong image of manhood (one look at the projection of his codpiece in his most famous portrait is just one indicator of this), and so I played on this idea.