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Weekly Poem for 10 May 2010

  • behind the lines

    – just as you might never
    find some white-worn
    tongue of soap

    long fluffed
    beneath basin – or
    fine marks of particular

    weight penned in their
    margin near skip-
    bottom or

    one flake
    falling deep in a
    cwm between sheer-set

    neighbours of pine – or
    with morning still
    dark that

    word
    barely spoken
    to your sleeping ear

    by Mario Petrucci

    © Mario Petrucci, 2010

    i tulips (Enitharmon, 2010), from which this week's poem is taken, is the new collection from Mario Petrucci, a prize-winning poet who draws upon his knowledge of science and ecology to craft arresting, modernistic verse. i tulips is an adventurous suite of spare, fractal lyrics that reveal hidden depths and complexities under the reader's microscopic gaze. The poem 'behind the lines' is an example of Petrucci's intense and inventive renovation of closely observed human experience. You can find out more about the book here, and more about Petrucci here and here.

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    Enitharmon Press takes its name from a William Blake character who represents spiritual beauty and poetic inspiration. Founded in 1967 with an emphasis on independence and quality, Enitharmon has been associated with such figures as Samuel Beckett, Harold Pinter and Kathleen Raine. Enitharmon also commissions internationally renowned collaborations between artists, including Gilbert & George, and poets, including Seamus Heaney, under the Enitharmon Editions imprint. Discover more about Enitharmon here.

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