When night and the key to the door
descend together to the bottom
of a bottle of Laphroaig,
have your good ear ready
until the firth is a salty chorale
of octaves, suggesting
rain mural, the moon‘s meadow,
or Collect for the day that never was
quite how you‘d hoped,
but better – beyond hope,
distilled from some deeper resource
of things as they are, just as they are;
Collect, also, for peace
in the faint hours that come
once the final decision to sleep
is made, then unmade,
then tossed aside, and so on;
and for aid against peril by way of saying
that, yes, water is holy desire
and good counsel, possesses a body
unlike other bodies,
neither singular nor plural –
and as you bed down with it
the light in the room tilts and begins to decant.
© Rachel Boast
I have only become aware of Markings in the last three or four years and find myself dropping all other activities whenever I come upon a new issue and rarely look up from perusing it until I have absorbed every page.
Scotland Celebrates Adrian Mitchell
Adrian Mitchell, who sadly died just before Christmas 2008 was one of poetry's heroes. The Bakehouse and Markings are proud to publish this anthology of poetry to celebrate his life. Read more.
A Crab in the Moon's Mouth
Elspeth Brown's collection, "A Crab in the Moon's Mouth", gathers work created for performance, special occasions as well as representing her deeply felt personal reflections on life, its suffering and joy. Read more.
Sins of Old Age
John Harrison is Artistic Director Emeritus of The West Yorkshire Playhouse. He began his career as an actor and worked with Peter Brook at Stratford on Avon. In a long career he has been an actor, director, playwright and poet. Read more