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Samstag, 3. Mai 2008

About Anne Stewart:

Anne is the founder of poetry p f , which includes the poetry p f imprint. She also provides services to poets and other organisations, working with them on a variety of projects. She is the Poetry Society's 'Kent North West' Stanza Rep, Vice-President of Shortlands Poetry Circle and an administrator for Second Light Network. She co-edited (with Dilys Wood) the pre-launch issue of ARTEMISpoetry, the new biannual journal of Second Light Network, and is the designer and editor of their new web-site, SecondLightLive. She was the visiting poet at a London care-centre for two and a half years. Her poetry is widely published in magazines and anthologies and has been awarded placings in several poetry competitions. Following completion of an MA in Creative Writing at Sheffield Hallam University, she was selected for inclusion in the "Ten Hallam Poets" anthology (Mews Press 2005).
Quelle: poetry p f


The Truth about my Mother

Once, when I had my stupid head
in the ground, drunk, and shooting off
a mouth too crass for words and headed
for a beating or, more likely,
something worse, it was
a woman sent
to fetch me back, the men
too drunk for it.
Caught
between the means of retribution
and the threat of everlasting debt,
all I saw was a carpet of doubt
laying out ahead:
endless claims
and accusations of a saving,
undeserved.
A man stripped
for flaying must live elsewhere.
She might have saved me.
I acknowledge this to you
but not to her.



in collection Ten Hallam Poets, 2005,
ed. by S. Earnshaw, E. A. Markham & S. O’Brian
mews press