Featured in A Forward Poetry Prize collection
I had tagged Incident In Exeter Station in the Forward collection – a poem in such an ordinary setting but with an almost surreal twist to it.
The other poem I tagged is also set in a station…
the final stanza of Guardian of the Women’s Loo in Waterloo
I tell you, I want out from time to time.
The Eurostar’s just across the platform,
I could go to Paris and not come back,
lose myself in Montmartre, as artist’s flat
overlooking the steps, but who’d take over, who’d be
guardian of the women’s loo in Waterloo,
with all the tact, let live, let go by, that’s needed?
10p entrance? That’s half of it. The skill’s in the rest.
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