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Jan-Mar
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Poetry |
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Tongue |
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Chris McCabe |
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| THE APPLE TONGUE |
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A to begin.
Ah: open wide for the pill.
Little ‘e’ alone at the end, a leaf
still roots its own sound
before the orchards of ‘l’.
Here comes temptation –
let us begin. |
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| THE BRAIN & BRAWN TONGUE |
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So which do you love me for?
Brain goes like this
brawn like this
when “talking in bed ought to be easiest”
our only ups & downs were between the sheets |
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| THE CHRISTMAS TONGUE |
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Was the time religion could have tingled
me.
But I wanted Mr Frosty, hand-held Kong,
a new Atari.
Even our Best Ever Alternative Christmas Album had to include the Pogues.
No King then, but this resurrection of a
hip priest –
make sure the book this poem is in is in your christmas stocking |
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| THE DIAGNOSIS TONGUE |
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The cockroch word
that starts the clock
becomes medically tangled,
long & drawn-out to the tip
if it concerns you then read the doctor’s
lips
in mime-shards, like an ‘08 Picasso
the word splits your face
so don’t be optimistic |
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Chris McCabe was born in Liverpool in 1977. His poems have appeared in various places, including Atlas, Poetry Salzburg Review, Shearsman and Poetry Review. His first collection — The Hutton Inquiry (Salt: Cambridge, 2005) — includes a sequence of poems that chronicle the controversial circumstances surrounding the death of government science adviser, Dr David Kelly in 2003 and Britain’s involvement in the war in Iraq. He currently works as Assistant Librarian at the Poetry Library, London.
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