Sunday, October 16, 2005

MRS MOUNTER - A Poem

I am going to finish my blog for a while...but before I go...

A few nights ago I went to see two poets - Fleur Adcock and Wendy Cope who were funny and at the same time made you see things in a different light. It was a good evening.

So to finish this literary blog - at least for now - here is a poem I wrote about ten years ago. It is about Mrs Mounter - a painting by Harold Gilman. She was his landlady and he painted her several times. I think she looks like she is remembering back to when she was younger.


MRS MOUNTER

Two cups, two spoons, two saucers,
shoved together anyhow.
Which one of us is chipped, stirs
nothing, an empty cup? How

can I know it's not just you
that's fading away, wearing
out? I am watered down too,
but remember the longing

to see something more than tea
in your black eyes - the promise
of rich, over-brewed love, we
both once drank instead of this.
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2 Comments:

Anonymous benpeek said...

best of luck with the novel, clare. look forward to seeing you back once you're done.

Mon Oct 17, 12:09:00 am  
Anonymous Clare said...

Thanks Ben - actually the novel is now dead. It expired quietly a few months ago and I hadn't realised. It is very sad. RIP novel.

I loved your posts in Vanderworld BTW. You are a talented photographer.

Mon Oct 17, 07:52:00 pm  

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