Birch Moon Something to do with January, something to do with after New Year. Something to do with trying to make plans for the year that never turn out, but having to make them anyway. Bootstrapping back to existence after the duties of sonhood, husbandhood. The hands moving faster on every clock, especially the little one in the corner of the computer screen. Something names itself and gives meaning under the duvet of last year’s expectation. Fifteen togs of keeping your eye on the ball. Gas fires of ideas writing themselves. John Siddique - © 2009 From 'Recital - An Almanac' (Salt Publications) 'Glimpses of inspiration from Larkin, Cummings and Neruda inform the poetry here, but Siddique’s own voice takes those ways of looking at the world and sets out stories of who we are right now in the 21st century.'
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