Between Hallowe'en and Bonfire Night

By Roddy Lumsden Roddy Lumsden
Just then, encountering my ruddy face   
in the grand piano's cold black craquelure,   
it conjured the jack-o'-lantern moon   
dipping up over the roofs of the Tenderloin.   
   
Only when I have done with the myths—   
the inner spill that triggers us to flame,   
breasts so sensitive a moment's touch            
will call down fever; the dark sea-lane   
   
between limbic squall and the heart's harbour—   
will I picture you, just beyond innocence,   
lying stripped by a thrown-wide window,   
letting the cool breeze covet your ardour.

Source: Poetry (June 2004).

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This poem originally appeared in the June 2004 issue of Poetry magazine

June 2004
 Roddy  Lumsden

Biography

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 Nature, Relationships, Love, The Body, Desire

POET’S REGION Scotland

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