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Scott Elder

the poet

Scott Elder’s work has been widely published in the UK, Ireland and elsewhere – his poetry having been placed or commended in numerous competitions in England since 2016. Breaking Away, his debut pamphlet, was published by Poetry Salzburg, while his collection Part of the Dark was published by Dempsey & Windle. A second collection, My Hotel, is due out from Salmon Poetry in 2023.

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the poems

Dieppe

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A quarter past two and you wondered if

your body were a breeze or a breath of moonlight,

if your children drew on the tide in the harbour

or the dew-covered garden in their dream work.

They lay like feathers in a single bed. And you, at once

the lady in the window and the woman moving

down the cobblestone lane to a pier beyond

the bulwarks and pilings, blending, step upon step,

your own colour and form into that nightscape.

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Here and Again

After the song The Here And After
by Jun Miyake
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Half-sliced       a lily on the table
petals burning white on white

there’s no saying who’s under that skin
salt spray     spindrift      a taste of rust

  

a drop of blood     just name it
it’s there       a knife-slit away

not waiting for someone to whisper
come alive     come alive

instinctively twisting back to spawn
to begin again the incantation

the ragged waltz     half-here
half-gone     you touch your lips

to a lily’s wound      this is sorrow
it murmurs    the pain is gone

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The Man

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It’s only a dream but keeps coming back
a highway ticking off concrete slabs
the man steps in    three saplings in his fist
four thousand miles from Casablanca

banyan trees     a forest in his sack
he hasn’t smiled for a decade
do you know the way to Casablanca  I ask
he tries to speak     he rounds his lips

then something heavy falls this way
I crumble to earth
snowflakes cover my broken limbs
he tells me to listen to the motor’s hum:

toora loora looral       snowflakes cover my eyes
toora loora looral       I try to smile

Publishing credits

Dieppe: Coffee-House Poetry

  Runner-up in the 2016 Troubadour Poetry Prize

Here and Again / The Man: High Window Journal (Issue 12)

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