This poem is taken from Stand 211, 14(3) September - November 2016.
Poem
Most of it I Saw and Some of it I Was
not that the bike was too big
or how the fluorescent bag
fox-eyed as headlights passed
while I hung heavy to one side
a rock garden with coy carp
it came after when sodium
...
not that the bike was too big
or how the fluorescent bag
fox-eyed as headlights passed
while I hung heavy to one side
a rock garden with coy carp
it came after when sodium
...
The page you have requested is restricted to subscribers only. Please enter your username and password and click on 'Continue'.
If you have forgotten your username and password, please enter the email address you used when you joined. Your login details will then be emailed to the address specified.
If you are already a member and have not received your login details, please email us, including your name and address, and we will supply you with details of how to access the archived material.
If you are not a member and would like to enjoy the growing online archive of Stand Magazine, containing poems, articles, prose and reviews, why not subscribe to the website today?
If you have forgotten your username and password, please enter the email address you used when you joined. Your login details will then be emailed to the address specified.
If you are already a member and have not received your login details, please email us, including your name and address, and we will supply you with details of how to access the archived material.
If you are not a member and would like to enjoy the growing online archive of Stand Magazine, containing poems, articles, prose and reviews, why not subscribe to the website today?
