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(Kaylia Metcalfe)

New Poet in the House

Britain has a new Poet Laurette.

Her name is Carol Ann Duffy.



She is the first woman British Poet Laurette.

She is also a single mother.

She is also openly gay... another first for the post of British Poet Laurette.

You can read more about her here and here.

Below is her poem Talent.


Talent by Carol Ann Duffy

This is the word tightrope. Now imagine
a man, inching across it in the space
between our thoughts. He holds our breath.

There is no word net.

You want him to fall, don't you?
I guessed as much; he teeters but succeeds.
The word applause is written all over him.




A mighty Pip! Pip! for Carol Ann Duffy!

1 comment:

maryt/theteach said...

Laurette? How about laureatess, Kay? Ha! have you ever read Lawrence Ferlinghetti? His poem "Constantly Risking Absurdity" goes like this:

Constantly risking absurdity
and death
whenever he performs
above the heads
of his audience
the poet like an acrobat
climbs on rime
to a high wire of his own making
and balancing on eyebeams
above a sea of faces
paces his way
to the other side of the day
performing entrachats
and sleight-of-foot tricks
and other high theatrics
and all without mistaking
any thing
for what it may not be
For he's the super realist
who must perforce perceive
taut truth
before the taking of each stance or step
in his supposed advance
toward that still higher perch
where Beauty stands and waits
with gravity
to start her death-defying leap
And he
a little charleychaplin man
who may or may not catch
her fair eternal form
spreadeagled in the empty air
of existence.
I do like Duffy! :)