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Tuesday, 2 February 2010

Pastimes Poetry Anne Cassidy

In honour of Christopher Reid winning the Costa Book Award with a collection of poems I have decided to put a poem of mine in my blog.

I found it yesterday in a file of Very Old Work.

An Old Theme

Death came looking for me
Last Tuesday
He was a slight man
Staring wildly out of the windscreen
Of a seething lorry. Rushing
Up pavements and harassing women of
Thirty five
With hunched shoulders and curled mouths

But I was busy:
Stopped to pick up a piece of metal
Shining with promise on the pavement
While Death, his tattered shoe on
The accelerator
Hit a bank clerk from Redbridge instead.


Anne Cassidy circa (clue in the age) 1987

5 comments:

  1. Brilliant, Anne! Very Wendy Cope!

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  2. Arresting and creepy, Anne. Let's have more poems, everyone!

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  3. Cool poem, Anne! Love the ending... reminds me of one I wrote a few years ago after some idiot knocked me off my bicycle (survived that time).

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