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Stephen Bone has been published in magazines in the U.K. and U.S.

 

His work has appeared in numerous anthologies and his first collection In The Cinema was warmly received on its publication in 2014.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry

 

138 x 216mm

 

26 pages

 

£6.00 + P&P UK

 

ISBN 978-1-910834-71-8

 

PUB: 8th January 2018

 

 

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A castrato to a methane fuelled lamp, along with an aspidistra and Ariadne make up this cabinet of curiosities and emotions.

 

Each with their own song to sing.

 

 

 

 

Stephen Bone

 

Plainsong

 

 

Boyhood of Senesino

 

Tremulous as a pot bound hare –

never before so close to wealth and title –

 

I poured into pomade scented air,

the gift God had graced me.

 

Pierced the spangled matrons' granite hearts,

drew from grown men a drip

 

of tears with songs of ache and loss,

then with a seamless switch slipped

 

into laughing coloratura, skylark notes    

that threatened the Murano bowls,

 

panels of quicksilvered glass. Even my father,

face a map of hardship, swagged a smile,

 

weight of a heavy purse already in his hand,

eyes glinting like polished knives.

 

 

Senesino (1686 – 1758) was a celebrated castrato.

 

 

Aunt

 

Dropped off on Sunday afternoons

we'd brave doorsteps of  fish paste,

wince at Rose's lime, dream of Coke

and pizza, something then.

 

Afterwards cards in her front room,

ivy chintz clambering over chairs and walls,

windows veiled with net, the television

never on, except when time to lap up the worst.

 

Her decibels rising with her Embassy's

blue smoke, as looking far beyond

her held hand, she would shriek –

 

Cheat! Cheat! Cheat!

 

 

Sundews

 

Like something

you might find encased

in a paperweight's glass

 

or snorkel over,

shimmering angelfish

in tow.

 

Ruby Slippers, Red Ink,

Pale Rainbow, each name

an exact fit

 

for these wetland lovers,

hungry

for a luckless gnat

or damselfly;

 

each primed leaf

sprouting quills

tipped with a glittery deceit,

a viscous hell

 

disguised as a dewy heaven.

 

 

Ariadne In Married Life

 

The spiral, serpentine,

the classic unicursal. Since Crete

he's grown a passion for such things.

 

Each evening finds him silent

at his board, an endless perfecting

of blind alleys, falsely hopeful paths,

his dog Daedalus – in the name of Zeus –

curled by his feet.

 

While in my corner – all lovesickness

cured – I embroider with my flashing needle,

the dear bull beast as I remember him. Snap

silk thread between my teeth.

 

 

Plainsong

 

A closing sun

spills across the lawn

 

jasmine and honeysuckle

dressing the air

 

the sky slowly netting

its glittery catch

 

and somewhere

a nightingale

 

hungry

for a mate                    

 

 

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