Then

By Roddy Lumsden b. 1966 Roddy Lumsden
For the first time, I listen to a lost
and secret recording of us
making love near-on ten years ago.

I recognize your voice, your sounds,
though if I knew no better,
I could be any man in any room.

After, the rising sounds of rising
and of dressing and once
as you step up close to the deck,

perhaps to pick up shoes, you sing
the chorus of Sunday Morning.
I call on you to hurry and we leave.

It does not end then; the tape rolls on.
A few late cars which sigh by
might have passed us walking away

triumphant, unaware we’ve left behind
this mop and mow mechanism
of silence to which we may never return.

Roddy Lumsden, “Then” from Mischief Night: New and Selected Poems, 2004.  Reprinted with the permission of Bloodaxe Books Ltd., www.bloodaxebooks.com.

Source: Mischief Night (Bloodaxe Books, 2004)

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Poet Roddy Lumsden b. 1966

POET’S REGION Scotland

Subjects Relationships, Love, Desire, Heartache & Loss

 Roddy  Lumsden

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Roddy Lumsden was born in St. Andrews, Scotland; he describes his upbringing as small-town and working-class. His earliest exposure to literature came from his mother and older brother, who would read aloud to him when he was a child. Later, when he attended school, his writing was influenced by the works of W.S. Graham, Philip Larkin, Thom Gunn, T.S. Eliot, and Sylvia Plath, and by song lyrics.

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SUBJECT Relationships, Love, Desire, Heartache & Loss

POET’S REGION Scotland

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