Friday, 31 December 2010

Robin Redbreast


              ROBIN REDBREAST

              Seen on Christmas Day
              pecking at the bird table
              scraps of cake and sage

              © GERALD ENGLAND


Composed: Naburn, 11th October 1986

Publications

1989 The Old Police Station (UK)
1995 Sparrow (Croatia)
1997 Whoosits (Internet)

*****

                                        na Bozic kljucanje s pticje trpeze mrvice kolaca i kadulje

        Gerald England

           translated into Croatian by Marijan Cekolj

Publication

1995 Sparrow (Croatia)

Thursday, 30 December 2010

Greylag Goose


              GREYLAG GOOSE

              Leaving the latest,
              the flight of the greylag geese
              fortells frosty weeks

              © GERALD ENGLAND


Composed: Naburn, 10th October 1986

Publications

1989 The Old Police Station (UK)
1995 Sparrow (Croatia)
1997 Whoosits (Internet)

*****

divlje guske,
odlazeci posljednje navjescuju
studene dane

        Gerald England

           translated into Croatian by Marijan Cekolj

Publication

1995 Sparrow (Croatia)



Wednesday, 29 December 2010

Kingfisher


              KINGFISHER

              Who'd kill the streaker
              hang him by the beak ? - let them
              be struck by lightning!

              © GERALD ENGLAND


Composed: Naburn, 10th October 1986

Publications

1989 The Old Police Station (UK)
1997 Whoosits (Internet)

Tuesday, 28 December 2010

Kestrel


              KESTREL

              The hawk stands on stones
              hovers over the M1
              rattles out the mouse

              © GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Naburn, 10th October 1986

Publications

1989 The Old Police Station (UK)
1997 Whoosits (Internet)

Monday, 27 December 2010

Stretford


              STRETFORD

              Looking through the cafe window grill
              beyond the fence of heavy iron spikes
              the view is of the electric grid

              I stir an over-sweetened mug of tea
              while scanning the uncrossable road
              from Old Trafford to the motorway

              Green and grim is the ancient tree,
              seeded back in cartwheel days,
              that blocks now the cumulus cloudscape

              © GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Gee Cross, 9th September 1986

Publications

1987 Aireings (UK)
1996 POET'S ENGLAND 18 - LANCASHIRE (West Kirby, Headland)

Sunday, 26 December 2010

[47th]

 (for M.R.B.)

                   And  having  said
                   all that he could
                   he knew there was
                   more  to be  said

                   And having  opened  his hand
                   there were no further hiding
                   places    He had to face the
                   critics  with  only  his pen
                   for  a  weapon  -  only  his
                   computer   and  his  printer
                   make  hard  copy of the word

                   © GERALD ENGLAND.

Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 20th August 1986

Publication

1993 Vigil (UK)

Saturday, 25 December 2010

By A Sleepy English Village


BY A SLEEPY ENGLISH VILLAGE

            Beyond the wooded embankment home
                   of Flopsy, Mopsey, Bobtail -
            over which the diesels thunder
            on their flight from King's Cross to Waverley
            the village lies hidden from view

            The green is split but each side
                   cottage-lined -
            a wood of shelter for snails
            opposite bare grass and war-memorial
            with Church Lane a "No Through Road"

            Between the Post Office Stores, half
                   of a house -
            and the Elephant & Castle's bloated car-park
            leading to beer-garden, swings, play-area,
            stands the twice-a-week bus shelter

            The parish notice-board is discreet
                   but manifests -
            a note from the US Airforce concerning
            a vital twenty-four hour NATO exercise
            during which the commander will ensure

            night-time flying is to be kept
                   to a minimum -
            On the approach lane to a nearby hamlet
            a warning-sign establishes priority
            - "Slow ! Ducks crossing !"

           © GERALD ENGLAND.

Composed: Nacton, 8th August 1986

Publications

1986 Periaktos (UK)
1992 STEALING KISSES (Hyde, New Hope International)
1992 Quickenings (USA)
1995 POSITIVELY POETRY (Hyde, New Hope International)
1998 Creative Ooze (Internet)
2008 Ackworth born, gone West (Internet)

(c19)


                 grey squirrel scenting
                 the approach of man and dog
                 - camouflage of trees

                 © GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Harewood, 25th May 1986

Publications

1997 Lateral Moves (UK)
1998 LIMBO TIME (Hyde, New Hope International)



Thursday, 23 December 2010

Stone-in-Oxney


              STONE-IN-OXNEY

              The lane separates church from chapel
              primroses from daffodills.
              A fingerpost thumbs to the Military Canal
              separating Welland from Oxney isle.
              Beyond the Romanesque ruler
              boats line the high bank
              whereon are dry boats, a van,
              a caravan and tents.

              Road, canal, the Rother lead
              out of Kent to highwalled Rye
              filtering through to the Sussex sea.

              © GERALD ENGLAND.

Composed: Fairlight, 20th March 1986

Publication

1987 First Time (UK)

Wednesday, 22 December 2010

(52)


                   the sun already
                   risen exactly one hour
                   the tired cock crew

                   © GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Manton Farm, 21st March 1986

Publications

1989 The Old Police Station (UK)
1995 Sparrow (Croatia)
1997 Lateral Moves (UK)
1997 Whoosits (Internet)

*****


izlazak sunca -
citav sat umnorni
pijetao kukurice

Gerald England

translated into Croatian by Marijan Cekolj



Publication

1995 Sparrow (Croatia)





Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Vacation Time


VACATION TIME

Through the windy pass
frozen waterfalls cling to fell sides
In the valley park
the river is rapid with melt
To a young boy
swans are just big ducks
The bypass-building bulldozers
menace bank-holiday traffic

At nightfall
the weather howls between trees
Over the radio
comes news of strife and hardship
Inside
minds are still with sleep
Puzzle solutions
are put back to bed again

© Gerald England

Composed: Manton Farm, 20th March 1986

Publications

1993 Endless Mountain Review (USA)
1988 Conspire (Internet)


[4s]


Composed: Slaithwaite, 3rd March 1986

Publications

1991 Sacrifice The Common Sense (USA)
1993 FOUR SQUARE REPLAY (Leeds, Krax)

Monday, 20 December 2010

(c18)


                   black crow on white snow
                   skiers descend on Cat and
                   Fiddle road just cleared

                   © GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 2nd February 1986

Publications

1989 The Old Police Station (UK)
1997 Whoosits (Internet)

Sunday, 19 December 2010

[4r]

Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 12th January 1986

Publications

1990 Catalyst (USA)
1993 FOUR SQUARE REPLAY (Leeds, Krax)

*****

FOUR SQUARE

A cumparat
Un cantec si
A aflat chip
Chiar muzicii.

Gerald England

Traduceri in limba romana de Andrei Dorian Gheorge

Publication

2000 Noi Si Cerul (Romania)










Saturday, 18 December 2010

(50)


balloons vibrating
bodies gyrating in time
to the disco beat

© Gerald England

Composed: Dukinfield, 10th January 1986

Publication

1996 Quickenings (USA)

Friday, 17 December 2010

Ballade of Halley's Comet


BALLADE OF HALLEY'S COMET

Away from all the city lights
With binoculars skyward scanned
Up on hills where the cold wind fights
And tries to get the upper hand,
Frozen and all alone I stand.
Below the Pleiades I stare,
Hoping I can see that firebrand -
Oh, Halley's Comet, are you there?

I've seen some meteorites -
Shooting stars over the moorland -
The moving lights of satellites,
And once when on the Rio Grande
A full eclipse of sun was planned
I saw it well, I do declare,
But now this answer I command -
Oh, Halley's Comet, are you there?

I have searched all these starry nights
Like Customs after contraband.
In nineteen-ten you reached the heights
With tail stretching to Samarkand.
Towards you spacecraft head unmanned
With computer programmed software
To analyse and understand -
Oh, Halley's Comet, are you there?

ENVOI

Prince, will its tail this time expand
So I can see this sight, so rare,
I'll go to any distant strand ?
Oh, Halley's Comet, are you there?

© Gerald England

Composed:  Ashton under Lyne, 25th November 1985

Publications

1989 New Hope International (UK)
1990 International Poetry Suplemento (USA)
1999 Romanian Contemporary Astropoetry (Romania)

*****

BALADA COMETEI HALLEY (I)


Departe de toate luminile orasului
Cu binocluri scanand salonul cerului
Sus pe dealuri unde vantul rece lupta
Si incearca sa obtina mana absoluta,
Inghetat si singur am stat,
Sub Pleiade am privit fix,
Sperand sa pot vedea ace taciune de foc-
O, cometa Halley, acolo esti?

Gerald England

translated into Romanian by Andrei Dorian Gheorghe.

Publications

2001 Pasi spre infinit (Romania)
2003 SARM (Internet)



Thursday, 16 December 2010

At The Poetry Workshop


           AT THE POETRY WORKSHOP

           (for Mabel Ferrett & Norman Nicholson)

           In the back garden
           eight poets scan the sky
           searching with binoculars
           somewhere between Aldebaran
           and the Pleiades
           for the hairy star
           blamed for Harold's
           downfall at Hastings.

           There is nothing to be seen
           but reflections of sodium street light
           except for those with more vision
           or imagination.

           As we recross the Pennines
           at midnight,
           clouds descend
           over these northern, November moors,
           forbidding further attempts
           at spotting our traveller
           whom my son, now eight,
           waits to see -
           now -
           not at age eighty-three !

           © GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 12th November 1985

Publication

1986 POEMS FOR HASTINGS (Ashton under Lyne, New Hope International)

Wednesday, 15 December 2010

Gentle


GENTLE

(for B.S.)

"Gentle Jesus, meek and mild"  — Charles Wesley.

Who threw the money-changers
from the temple?

Who endured pain,
suffered children?

Who turned water to wine,
fishermen to saints?

Who walked on water,
trod on Roman toes?

Being gentle
is never a soft
option!

Gentle opens more doors
than hard knocking,
can turn the key
to eternity!


© Gerald England

Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 29th September 1985

Publications

1988 Tandava (USA)
1992 STEALING KISSES (Hyde, New Hope International)
1998 The Morpo Review (Internet)

*****



              GENTIL

              (Para B.S.)

                  "Gentil Jesus, manso e docil"
                             Charles Wesley.

              Quem tocou os cambistas
              do templo ?

              Quem suportou a dor
              e o sofrimento das criancas ?

              Quem transformou a agua no vinho,
              pescadores em santos ?

              Quem caminhou sobre as aguas
              e pisou no calcanhar dos romanos ?

              Ser gentil
              nao e nunca a opcao
              mais suave

              Ser gentil abre mais portas
              do que bater com forca,
              e tambem pode abrir com chave
              a eternidade!

              © GERALD ENGLAND

              (Portuguese translation by TERESINKA PEREIRA)

Publication

1988 Directory of International Writers & Artists (USA)






Tuesday, 14 December 2010

Brigflatts Visited (Just)



       BRIGFLATTS VISITED(JUST)

       Weekending at Wrightington
       we chose Saturday
       for our pilgrimage.

       Just a few motorway miles
       saw the weather change
       to an unending pour

       Swerving to avoid a bollard
       we skidded near Forton Services,
       regained control, stopped for coffee.

       In the narrow road at Brigflatts
       we turned the car, parked briefly,
       but fearing a drenching forsook exploration

       Paying ten pence to park
       we got soaked in Sedbergh
       running to the Copper Kettle

       Lunch over we set out for Dent
       and met the river at Catholes
       flowing towards us down the road

       Several times the engine faltered
       but we low-geared through,
       the exhaust bouncing on boulders

       We escaped over the tops to Barbon
       following the brown, bubbling Barkin Beck
       as it tumbled down carrying earth and stone

       Arriving back at our quaggy field
       abandoning our vehicle by the road
       we crossed unwellied to the caravan

       Soon we settled for coffee
       and a book - mine
       The Orkneyinaga Saga with tales of Eric Bloodaxe

       On Sunday the sun shone unceasing

       © GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Wrightington, 19th September 1985

Publications


1986 BRIGGFLATTS VISITED (Ashton under Lyne, New Hope International)
1995 BRIGGFLATTS VISITED 2nd edn (Hyde, New Hope International)




Monday, 13 December 2010

Morning at Seven



              MORNING AT SEVEN

              The rising-eight,
              arising at six
              leaving parents asleep,
              watches television
              quietly.

              It is Sunday;
              there is no T.V.A.M.
              nor Breakfastime,
              no Popeye,
              no Roland Rat,
              Bugs Bunny, Pink Panther,
              only Open University.

              He stares amazed
              at the hieroglyphs
              of calculus and chemistry -
              "Irrational numbers are magic,
              you need a calculater for hard sums",
              says he who has just learnt
              the two-times table.

              A detailed discussion and
              analysis of the Turin Shroud
              arouses his interest in Jesus.

              A programme on Popular Culture
              examines television coverage
              of the Cup Final -
              "I love Manchester United,
              they're my favorites"
              announces he of the two
              left feet.

              © GERALD ENGLAND

Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 9th September 1985

Publication

1986 Mussolini's Rabbit (UK)