Poem
Caroline Bird
Break-up Party
Break-up Party
Break-up Party
Everybody had a throat and none was gulping.Presently came another man with drinks.
In the manner of tedious mingling, it was easeful enough.
It was only a tad drafty and always abundant with firewood.
That is to say, no one ever mentioned the roof had been blown off.
There was little of the sobbing and song-writing about birds
one usually finds in these places, rather how frank
it was, how open.
“I was going to offer you representation,”
said a camp lawyer, stripping to his boxers for a dip
in the pool, “but I see that won’t be necessary.”
Sometimes I wished you would show me something,
just a nod or a wave of a glove.
© 2011, Caroline Bird
Published with kind permission of the author.
Caroline Bird
(England, 1986)
Caroline Bird was born in Leeds in 1986, grew up in London, and is currently studying English Literature at Oxford University. She has published three collections with Carcanet: Looking Through Letterboxes (2002), Trouble Came To The Turnip (2006) and Watering Can (2009). Watering Can was a Poetry Book Society Recommendation, and she is the only writer to have been shortlisted for the Dylan Tho...
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Break-up Party
Everybody had a throat and none was gulping.Presently came another man with drinks.
In the manner of tedious mingling, it was easeful enough.
It was only a tad drafty and always abundant with firewood.
That is to say, no one ever mentioned the roof had been blown off.
There was little of the sobbing and song-writing about birds
one usually finds in these places, rather how frank
it was, how open.
“I was going to offer you representation,”
said a camp lawyer, stripping to his boxers for a dip
in the pool, “but I see that won’t be necessary.”
Sometimes I wished you would show me something,
just a nod or a wave of a glove.
Break-up Party
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