Yeovil Literary Prize
2008

Final Judging - Poetry Category
Title: Attempting to interfere
Reference: 11/EC03129/C002098/Z020
Decision:

  
  
Comments:

 

      

Nerve pads are awash. April,
And one last star completes the realignment.
Lumpy movements in the grass,
Bellies like purses soft across the gravel.
Caution! Toads.

You checked your sleeping son.
Come on!ђ and you were away to save them,
Toeing the road, you asked Is that one?ђ
Your fingers on my arm after all these months,
Pick it upђ you urged and gripped me tighter.

I stooped to take it up and, inches from my face,
The double-headed dragon stared,
Its pointed faces wheezing in the crevice,
Copulating bodies locked behind it in the wall.
Layers of toads, the crawling and the dead,
Like patches of tar and cellophane.

There ought to be connections somewhere,
The walnut woven into the full fruit on the headboard,
You in slits of sunlight cut through childhood,
Strands to separate the hand from the intention,
Your past from now.

You let go, folded in your skirt around you,
Started off back up the hill.
Caution people,
Caution.