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Poems 1960-2000

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by Fleur Adcock


  I am sitting on the step, 45

  I am the dotted lines on the map, 120

  Icon, 178

  I got a Gold Star for the Pilgrim Fathers, 258

  I have made my pilgrimage a day early, 79

  I have nothing to say about this garden, 20

  I met an ancestor in the lane, 243

  Immigrant, 111

  I’m still too young to remember how, 177

  I mustn’t mention the hamster’s nose, 269

  Incident, 19

  Influenza, 134

  In Focus, 95

  In her 1930s bob or even, perhaps, 138

  In Memoriam: James K. Baxter, 68

  In my love affair with the natural world, 279

  Inside my closed eyelids, printed out, 95

  Instead of an Interview, 115

  Instructions to Vampires, 19

  In the Dingle Peninsula, 108

  In the dream I was kissing John Prescott, 262

  In the interests of economy, 178

  In the Terai, 108

  In the Unicorn, Ambleside, 128

  I raise the blind and sit by the window, 75

  I Ride on My High Bicycle, 26

  Is it the long dry grass that is so erotic, 88

  It has to be learned afresh, 133

  It is going to be a splendid summer, 84

  It is not one thing, but more one thing than others, 100

  It is not only the eye that is astonished, 119

  It’s Done This, 275

  It’s hard to stay angry with a buttercup, 197

  It’s the old story of the personal, 175

  It was going to be a novel, 130

  It was the midnight train; I was tired and edgy, 42

  It went like this: I married at 22, 241

  It will be typed, of course, and not all in capitals, 136

  It would be rude to look out of the car windows, 210

  It would not be true to say she was doing nothing, 22

  I want to have ice-skates and a hoop, 128

  I wish to apologise for being mangled, 176

  I would not have you drain, 19

  I write in praise of the solitary act, 49

  Jay, 277

  Julia has chocolate on her chin, 269

  Just because it was so long ago, 237

  Just visiting: another village school, 170

  Kensington Gardens, 276

  Kilmacrenan, 82

  Kilpeck, 71

  Kissing, 182

  Knife-play, 18

  Lantern Slides, 140

  Last I became a raft of green bubbles, 128

  Last Song, 190

  Late at night we wrench open a crab, 135

  Leaving the Tate, 156

  Less like an aircraft than a kettle, 176

  Let’s be clear about this: I love toads, 196

  Letter from Highgate Wood, 96

  Letter to Alistair Campbell, 122

  Libya, 193

  Light the Tilley lamp, 259

  Listen to that, 41

  Literally thin-skinned, I suppose, my face, 124

  Londoner, 116

  Look, children, the wood is full of tigers, 31

  Looked better last time, somehow, on a wet weekday, 267

  Looking through the glass showcase, 76

  Loving Hitler, 165

  Madmen, 131

  Mary Derry, 238

  Mary Magdalene and the Birds, 145

  May: autumn. In more or less recognisable, 208

  Meeting the Comet, 222

  Mid-point, 120

  Milkmaids, buttercups, ox-eye dasies, 168

  Miss Hamilton in London, 22

  Mist like evaporating stone, 121

  Moa Point, 64

  Moneymore, 267

  Mornings After, 50

  Moses Lambert: the Facts, 240

  Mr Morrison, 86

  Mrs Fraser’s Frenzy, 217

  Mud in their beaks, the house-martins are happy, 200

  My ancestors are creeping down from the north, 254

  My angel’s wearing dressing-up clothes, 274

  My Father, 194

  My great-grandfather Richey Brooks, 62

  My name is Eliza Fraser, 217

  My turn for Audrey Pomegranate, 172

  Nature Table, 132

  Naughty ancestors, I tell them, 252

  Naxal, 78

  Near Creeslough, 81

  Neighbours lent her a tall feathery dog, 105

  Nelia, 64

  Nellie, 237

  Neston, 170

  Next Door, 199

  Ngauranga Gorge Hill, 43

  Nor for the same conversation again and again, 98

  Note on Propertius, 14

  Not pill-boxes, exactly: blocks, 63

  November ’63: eight months in London, 111

  Now that there are no sparrows, 277

  Nuns, now: ladies in black hoods, 166

  ‘Oblivion, that’s all. I never dream,’ he said, 141

  Odd how the seemingly maddest of men, 131

  Offerings, 263

  Off the Track, 94

  On a Son Returned to New Zealand, 44

  Only a slight fever, 72

  On the Border, 136

  On the curved staircase he embraced me, 272

  On the Land, 177

  On the School Bus, 169

  On the wall above the bedside lamp, 204

  On the Way to the Castle, 210

  Our busy springtime has corrupted, 94

  Our throats full of dust, teeth harsh with it, 108

  Our Trip to the Federation, 85

  Outside the National Gallery, 105

  Outwood, 168

  Over the Edge, 76

  Paremata, 259

  Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow, 27

  Pastoral, 182

  Paths, 120

  Paua-Shell, 110

  ‘Personal Poem’, 175

  Peter Pan, 276

  Peter Wentworth in Heaven, 255

  Piano Concerto in E Flat Major, 138

  Pink Lane, Strawberry Lane, Pudding Chare, 141

  Please Identify Yourself, 61

  Poem Ended by a Death, 97

  Poetry for the summer. It comes out blinking, 276

  Poetry Placement, 276

  Polypectomy, 278

  Post Office, 187

  Prelude, 88

  Proposal for a Survey, 90

  Pupation, 70

  Purple Shining Lilies, 39

  Queen Caroline, I think, planted these chestnuts, 276

  Rats, 261

  Red-tipped, explosive, self-complete, 163

  Regression, 25

  Revision, 133

  Richey, 62

  Risks, 265

  River, 109

  Roles, 203

  Romania, 211

  St Gertrude’s, Sidcup, 166

  St John’s School, 69

  Salfords, Surrey, 167

  Samuel Joynson, 240

  Sandy, 277

  Saturday, 45

  Scalford Again, 170

  Scalford School, 166

  Scarcely two hours back in the country, 116

  Script, 66

  Sea-Lives, 110

  Send-off, 95

  Settlers, 112

  Shakespeare’s Hotspur, 132

  She keeps the memory-game, 77

  She’ll never be able to play the piano, 222

  She writes to me from a stony island, 64

  Showcase, 76

  Shrimping-Net, 111

  Slightly frightened of the bullocks, 92

  Smokers for Celibacy, 215

  Snow on the tops: half the day I’ve sat at the window, 123

  Somehow we manage it: to like our friends, 214

  Somehow you’ve driven fifty miles to stand, 247

  Some of us are a little tired of hearing that cigarettes kill, 215

  Someone has nailed a lucky horse-shoe, 137

  Somewhere in the bush, the last moa, 205<
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  Spilt petrol, 110

  Standing just under the boatshed, 111

  Stepping down from the blackberry bushes, 35

  Stewart Island, 44

  Stockings, 261

  Strange room, from this angle, 101

  Street Scene, London N2, 185

  Street Song, 142

  Sub Sepibus, 245

  Suddenly it’s gone public; it rushed out, 211

  Summer in Bucharest, 266

  Swings and Roundabouts, 254

  Syringa, 99

  Tadpoles, 159

  Tarmac, take-off: metallic words conduct us, 15

  Tawny-white as a ripe hayfield, 129

  That can’t be it, 250

  That’s where they lived in the 1890s, 234

  That was the year the rats got in, 261

  That wet gravelly sound is rain, 70

  The accidents are never happening, 177

  The barber’s shop has gone anonymous, 186

  The Batterer, 203

  The Bedroom Window, 157

  The bee in the foxglove, the mouth on the nipple, 43

  The Breakfast Program, 208

  The Bullaun, 60

  The Chiffonier, 158

  The concrete road from the palace to the cinema, 78

  The Drought Breaks, 70

  The events of the Aeneid were not enacted, 39

  The Ex-Queen Among the Astronomers, 93

  The Fairies’ Winter Palace, 276

  The Famous Traitor, 65

  The Farm, 212

  The first spring of the new century, 238

  The first transvestite I ever went to bed with, 261

  The four-year-old believes he likes, 22

  The French boy was sick on the floor at prayers, 166

  The Genius of Surrey, 164

  The Greenhouse Effect, 204

  The hailstorm was in my head, 82

  The High Tree, 173

  The Hillside, 129

  The hills, I told them; and water, and the clear air, 115

  The Inner Harbour, 110

  Their little black thread legs, their threads of arms, 159

  The janitor came out of his eely cave, 268

  The Keepsake, 162

  The landscape of my middle childhood, 164

  The Last Moa, 205

  The little girls in the velvet collars, 169

  The Man Who X-Rayed an Orange, 23

  The maths master was eight feet tall, 171

  The Monarch caterpillars were crawling away, 278

  The Net, 77

  Then in the end she didn’t marry him, 130

  The ones not in the catalogue, 179

  The other option’s to become a bird, 87

  The Pangolin, 32

  The Pilgrim Fathers, 258

  The power speaks only out of sleep and blackness, 118

  The Prize-winning Poem, 136

  The queue’s right out through the glass doors, 187

  There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public, 87

  There have been all those tigers, of course, 32

  There is no safety, 148

  There they were around the wireless, 165

  There was a tree higher than clouds or lightning, 173

  There was never just one book for the desert island, 184

  There were always the places I couldn’t spell, or couldn’t find on maps, 113

  The Ring, 130

  The room is full of clichés – ‘Throw me a crumb’, 27

  The Russian War, 235

  These coloured slopes ought to inspire, 121

  These winds bully me, 107

  The sheets have been laundered clean, 77

  The Soho Hospital for Women, 101

  The Spirit of the Place, 121

  The strong image is always the river, 109

  The surface dreams are easily remembered, 50

  The syringa’s out. That’s nice for me, 99

  The tadpoles won’t keep still in the aquarium, 132

  The Telephone Call, 179

  The Three-toed Sloth, 49

  The three-toed sloth is the slowest creature we know, 49

  ‘The time is nearly one o’clock, 206

  The trees have all gone from the grounds of my manor, 255

  The underworld of children becomes the overworld, 143

  The Vale of Grasmere, 121

  The Video, 270

  The Voices, 267

  The voices change on the answering-machines, 267

  The Voyage Out, 62

  The Wars, 244

  The Water Below, 30

  The weekly dietary scale, 62

  The worst thing that can happen, 193

  They are throwing the ball, 34

  They asked me ‘Are you sitting down, 179

  They call it pica, 73

  They give us moistened BOAC towels, 80

  The young are walking on the riverbank, 182

  The young cordwainer (yes, that’s right), 240

  They set the boy to hairdressing, 242

  They serve revolving saucer eyes, 93

  They suggest I hold court in the Queen’s Temple, 276

  They thought he looked like Gregory Peck, of course, 260

  They will wash all my kisses and fingerprints off you, 97

  Things, 87

  Think Before You Shoot, 31

  Think, now: if you have found a dead bird, 29

  This darkness has a quality, 24

  This house is floored with water, 30

  This is a story. Dear Clive, 92

  This is the front door. You can just see, 185

  This is the time of year when people die, 200

  This tender ‘V’ of thighs below my window, 264

  This truth-telling is well enough, 100

  This Ungentle Music, 129

  This Winifred Nicholson card for my mother’s birthday, 278

  Those thorn trees in your poems, Alistair, 122

  Three Rainbows in One Morning, 119

  Three times I have slept in your house, 28

  Through my pillow, through mattress, carpet, floor and ceiling, 107

  Ting-ting! ‘What’s in your pocket, sir?’ 213

  Toads, 196

  Today the Dog of Heaven swallowed the sun, 135

  ‘To Fleur from Pete, on loan perpetual’, 162

  Tokens, 77

  To Marilyn from London, 116

  Tongue Sandwiches, 257

  Tongue sandwiches on market-day, 257

  Too jellied, viscous, floating a condition, 204

  Train from the Hook of Holland, 63

  Traitors, 252

  Trees, 47

  Tricks and tumbles are my trade; I’m, 145

  Trio, 269

  Tunbridge Wells, 172

  Turnip-heads, 202

  227 Peel Green Road, 236

  Under a hedge was good enough for us, 245

  Under the Lawn, 197

  Under the sand at low tide, 110

  Unexpected Visit, 20

  Uniunea Scriitorilor, 156

  Variations on a Theme of Horace, 103

  Viewed from the top, he said, it was like a wheel, 23

  Villa Isola Bella, 139

  Visited, 100

  Water, 243

  We are dried and brittle this morning, 71

  Weathering, 124

  We awakened facing each other, 89

  We bought raspberries in the market, 266

  ‘We did sums at school, Mummy, 166

  We give ten pence to the old woman, 108

  We three in our dark decent clothes, 189

  ‘Wet the tea, Jinny, the men are back, 66

  We weave haunted circles about each other, 40

  We went to Malaya for an afternoon, 85

  ‘What are you looking at?’ ‘Looking’, 119

  What are you loving me with? I’m dead, 247

  What can I have done to earn, 203

  What is it, what is it? Quick: that whif
f, 206

  What May Happen, 193

  What shall we do with Granpa, in his silver, 234

  What was the creepiest thing about him, 276

  When I came in that night I found, 38

  When I got up that morning I had no father, 194

  When I went back the school was rather small, 69

  When Laura was born, Ceri watched, 270

  When the Americans were bombing Libya, 193

  When they were having the Gulf War, 244

  When we heard the results of our tests, 265

  When you dyed your hair blue, 161

  When you’re fifteen, no one understands you, 259

  When you were lying on the white sand, 19

  Where They Lived, 234

  Which redhead did I get my temper from, 242

  Wildlife, 201

  ‘Will I die?’ you ask. And so I enter on, 21

  Willow Creek, 268

  Witnesses, 189

  Wren Song, 198

  ‘You are now walking in the road, 188

  You could have called it the year of their persecution, 199

  You count the fingers first: it’s traditional, 192

  You did London early, at nineteen, 116

  ‘You’ll have to put the little girl down’, 140

  ‘You need a bolster,’ said the nurse, strapping a roll, 278

  You recognise a body by its blemishes, 52

  You’re glad I like the chiffonier. But I, 158

  Your villa, Katherine, but not your room, 139

  Your ‘wedge of stubborn particles’, 96

  You see your nextdoor neighbour from above, 183

  By the Same Author

  POETRY

  The Eye of the Hurricane (Reed, New Zealand, 1964)

  Tigers (Oxford University Press, 1967)

  High Tide in the Garden (Oxford University Press, 1971)

  The Scenic Route (Oxford University Press, 1974)

  The Inner Harbour (Oxford University Press, 1979)

  Below Loughrigg (Bloodaxe Books, 1979)

  Selected Poems (Oxford University Press, 1983)

  Hotspur: a ballad for music (Bloodaxe Books, 1986)

  The Incident Book (Oxford University Press, 1986)

  Meeting the Comet (Bloodaxe Books, 1988)

  Time-Zones (Oxford University Press, 1991)

  Looking Back (Oxford University Press, 1997)

  Poems 1960-2000 (Bloodaxe Books, 2000)

  Dragon Talk (Bloodaxe Books, 2010)

  EDITOR

  The Oxford Book of Contemporary New Zealand Poetry

  (Oxford University Press, 1982)

  The Faber Book of Twentieth Century Women’s Poetry

 

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