We're very very delighted to start the advent run-up to Christmas 2018 with the launch of Claire Walker's second V. Press pamphlet Somewhere Between Rose and Black.
“There is a disquiet that moves through these poems. Walker explores what it means to create a sense of home, and how the people within it build our longings around us. Beautiful work by a rising star in poetry. These are words that linger after the last page.” Angela Readman
“Claire Walker’s quiet, almost still, narrative
through these poems could reflect their rural setting or the sadness within the
protagonist, yet that quietness is deceptive. There are passions here amid the juxtaposition
of man and stag. These poems will have you checking your fingernails for
soil, seeing antlers in your peripheral vision.” Brett Evans
Somewhere
Between Rose and Black is very earthy and very enigmatic.
A sample poem from the collection may be enjoyed below.
R.R.P. £6.50
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Presence
I give up watching for antlers
through the dark. Lying awake,
I know their presence:
the gnaw of teeth against the night.
I’ve begun to identify with them. Come dawn,
I slip my feet inside the print of hooves,
touch their bite marks with my fingers,
taste early shoots on my tongue.
I plant for deer now;
sow peas to feed hungry nights,
realise nothing can grow to full height,
accept the elegant destruction.
I give up watching for antlers
through the dark. Lying awake,
I know their presence:
the gnaw of teeth against the night.
I’ve begun to identify with them. Come dawn,
I slip my feet inside the print of hooves,
touch their bite marks with my fingers,
taste early shoots on my tongue.
I plant for deer now;
sow peas to feed hungry nights,
realise nothing can grow to full height,
accept the elegant destruction.
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