André Mangeot is a professional charity fundraiser who lives and works in Cambridge.
His poetry and short stories have appeared in many magazines and journals. He has won several prizes in local and national Poetry competitions and is a member of the performance group Joy of Six (www.joyofsix.co.uk), with national and international success. His first full-length collection, Mixer, was published in 2005 by Egg Box Press and a book of short stories, A little Javanese, by Salt in 2008.
Quelle: poetry p f
Pete
15ml French Vermouth
15ml Italian Vermouth
30ml Gin
2 ds Maraschino
Small spoonful of orange juice
Shake & strain
We'd fooled them, turned the odds on their head—
pushing out of the final exam, that's how it felt
two-thousand days, now those sacrosanct hours
of madness and mayhem were ours—
that long moonless night like a blessing,
taking us under its wing
as we stole up the clocktower, hoisted the effigy,
dismantled the gamesmaster's Mini
reassembled it inside the chapel,
strung tampons from rafters like miniature candles
3am, made that final planned charge down the valley—
past classrooms, goalposts, throwing off clothes all the way—
scaling the fence to the pool,
you ahead, rushing straight for the springboard, kicking off shoes—
twenty years on I can see it, that treacherous glisten
as I'm jolted awake, still lost for a reason
as you call back we made it!
as I catch the pale flash of your feet
why they drained out the water that same afternoon,
our last day of school.
André Mangeot
in collection Mixer, 2005, Egg Box Publishing,
ISBN 0 9543920 4 3
His poetry and short stories have appeared in many magazines and journals. He has won several prizes in local and national Poetry competitions and is a member of the performance group Joy of Six (www.joyofsix.co.uk), with national and international success. His first full-length collection, Mixer, was published in 2005 by Egg Box Press and a book of short stories, A little Javanese, by Salt in 2008.
Quelle: poetry p f
Pete
15ml French Vermouth
15ml Italian Vermouth
30ml Gin
2 ds Maraschino
Small spoonful of orange juice
Shake & strain
We'd fooled them, turned the odds on their head—
pushing out of the final exam, that's how it felt
two-thousand days, now those sacrosanct hours
of madness and mayhem were ours—
that long moonless night like a blessing,
taking us under its wing
as we stole up the clocktower, hoisted the effigy,
dismantled the gamesmaster's Mini
reassembled it inside the chapel,
strung tampons from rafters like miniature candles
3am, made that final planned charge down the valley—
past classrooms, goalposts, throwing off clothes all the way—
scaling the fence to the pool,
you ahead, rushing straight for the springboard, kicking off shoes—
twenty years on I can see it, that treacherous glisten
as I'm jolted awake, still lost for a reason
as you call back we made it!
as I catch the pale flash of your feet
why they drained out the water that same afternoon,
our last day of school.
André Mangeot
in collection Mixer, 2005, Egg Box Publishing,
ISBN 0 9543920 4 3
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