Shearsman 52 autumn 2002 issue featuring poetry by Michael Ayres Ian Davidson Peter Larkin John Muckle Steven Taylor & Craig Watson edited by Tony Frazer Shearsman Books 58 Velwell Road Exeter EX4 4LD England
[email protected] www.shearsman.com Single issue : £2.50 Subscriptions : £7 (4 issues) Cheques payable to Shearsman Books Europe ex-UK : add 65p / £2.50 Rest of the world : add £1.25 / £5 shearsman 52 MICHAEL AYRES Bridge of Sighs It was the summer of the adjectives. Th ey fl owered everywhere, and scattered in scented migrations. We couldn’t fi nd the noun we wanted – home – but made do with ‘glitter’ and ‘warm’ and ‘bare’. Th ese came away from the stars and the breeze and the walls. A beetle on your tanned leg was a Fabergé mountaineer, intense and hard and sapphire – the colour of extinction. It was harsh and rattled and spoke in dry clicks. It wept light on your skin like a metallic tear until I chopped my gaze in two and it vanished through the hole in vision. I fell on both sides of a blink as if halved with an axe and saw the darkness coming. It was smoke in my lungs, another toxic investment with Goldman Sachs. Smoke, lips. Our kiss seemed to core the sexy, laid-back afternoon. We relaxed: 4 storeys of glory, shades – we became quiet, because this was Summer’s story. I held a small chrome house in my hands, my Leica. She cut out her own face with scissors – try to imagine. Th is is a most unlikely story.