
Alans at War
Frank Skinner's Poetry Podcast
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The Light Is Watery Like the Light of the Sea Bed
The sonnets sum up its two line rhyming cobbly ending the light is watery like the light of the sea bed marooned in its stealthy as fishes we may even be dead. I think that coldness is an internal cold fear if you like a beam see rattles cop smelling of stale tea knocks over a broom a beam See is a current that's running at 45 degrees to the whole of the ship so the two trajectories clash and it makes the ship shake from side to side again a sense of power and threat from external forces The poet Alan Siegel was born into a well-off family went to Harvard with T.S. Eliot, he wrote
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