by Anne Skyvington | Mar 1, 2018 | Poetry
Cargoes by John Mansfield I woke up the other morning with an old verse I’d learnt at school — not sure which year, but it was at least half a century ago — playing in my head like on a tape recorder. And the rhythm was still there! I’m sure some of my...
by Anne Skyvington | Aug 16, 2017 | Poetry
Galactic Address What are we doing here on this moving globe Earth insects swimming in the Orion Way far from the centre of the Galaxy clinging to the cavity of the Local Bubble in this solar system called the Milky Way? An insignificant metal ball, trapped in motion,...
by Anne Skyvington | Feb 20, 2017 | Poetry
The photo below is of my first childhood house at Waterview, via South Grafton. It was taken several decades after my time spent there within the bosom of my first family. I think it is the inspiration for the poem, below, which is probably my best. Poetry is not my...
by Anne Skyvington | Nov 24, 2016 | Poetry
The Ageing Dante holding a copy of The Divine Comedy Sentiments in the poem are of loss, love and melancholy related to growing old. Eliot was reading Dante Alighieri’s main works when he wrote this poem. Above is a portrait of Dante holding a copy of The Divine...
by Anne Skyvington | Nov 10, 2016 | Poetry
Eliot’s poem, “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, and especially the second and third lines, are said to herald in modernism in poetry. His is an excellent example of a unique voice. The voice reverberates from the words, almost jumping out of...
by Anne Skyvington | Jan 9, 2016 | Poetry
The Preface by Ian: Aged over seventy and I fell in love, unexpected to say the least. I will never forget the date; 31st October 2014, Halloween! Is that prophetic? More than twelve months have since passed and those feelings haven’t waned, they...
