Proof of Identity
By Neil Powell
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Exploring the deep roots of identity, this poetry collection by Neil Powell touches upon inherited family histories, memories, and the casual decisions and wrong turns that make us who we are. From subjects such as childhood, leaving home, and first love to a compelling narrative based on a journal kept by Powell’s grandmother of her life in South Africa, this compilation demonstrates how perspectives shift with time. Other included pieces discuss the London bombers of 2005, the life of a grand piano, and elegize two old friends. Meditative, wry, melancholy, and celebratory, this is Powell at his most versatile and memorable.
Neil Powell
Neil Powell is a poet and biographer and was formerly an independent bookseller and teacher. Along with five volumes of poetry (the most recent being Halfway House, published by Carcanet in 1994). He is the author of critically acclaimed biographies of Roy Fuller and George Crabbe and of The Language of Jazz, jazz being a musical passion he shared with Kingsley Amis.
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Proof of Identity - Neil Powell
NEIL POWELL
Proof of Identity
For Stuart and Jane Affleck
Acknowledgements
Some of these poems have previously appeared in PN Review, Poetry Review, The Rialto and The Spectator. The opening lines of ‘Knole’ refer to Robert Sackville-West’s Inheritance: The Story of Knole and the Sackvilles (Bloomsbury, 2010). ‘Louis Takes a Break’ is about Louis Armstrong’s first recorded solo, in ‘Chimes Blues’ by King Oliver’s Creole Jazz Band (7 April 1923). ‘The Journal of Lily Lloyd’ preserves as closely as possible the vocabulary of my grandmother’s original notebook, adapted and rearranged into eleven-syllable lines; my thanks are due to Chris Eldridge for correcting several errors in an earlier draft. ‘A Huntingdonshire Elegy’ gratefully borrows its form and title from John Greening’s ‘Huntingdonshire Elegies’ (Hunts: Poems 1979–2009, Greenwich Exchange, 2009), with the author’s permission.
Contents
Title Page
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Proof of Identity
The Lindshammar Pig
Hotel Codan
Me and Mr Jones
The Break
At the Piano
Kempas Highway, 1966
In Sudbourne Wood
Parkland
Knole
Blackborough Park
The Boy on the Bus
Strand, 1923
Louis Takes a Break
The Journal of Lily Lloyd
The Gardener
Shutting Down
A Huntingdonshire Elegy
Point-to-Point
About the Author
By the Same Author
Copyright
Proof of Identity
What he kept showed what he was: passports,
Wartime identity card, rare photographs
Snapped on his business travels or, much later on,
As a tired and portly district councillor.
He’d be leaving for work: polishing his shoes,
Checking his silk tie, kissing his wife goodbye;
A dewy garden carnation in his buttonhole,
His handkerchief folded to its alpine peak.
Or returning: News and Standard flung aside,
Reaching for the decanter, the evening’s first sherry,
Smelling of the world and his smoky journey home –
The last steam train from London Bridge to Reigate.
Then he’d be away for days or weeks at a time,
Piecing together Europe’s shattered glassware,
His passports crammed with kaleidoscopic visas;
The People’s Republic of Yugoslavia takes a page.
It’s Belgium and Holland mostly: his closest friends
The Wautys and the Dehandschutters of Manage,
And always, in Maastricht, the Mager Brothers
Who sounded, I thought, like something out of films.
And surely Willy Mager took these photographs,
In their continental treacle-tinted colour:
My father relaxed, ironic, in command,
Looking for once the statesman he should have been.
My mother’s with him (I’m packed off at school),
More beautiful and happier than I remember her
On the emotional see-saw of our life at home.
It strikes me now that she’s in love: with whom?
Unanswerable still. She stayed loyal to her man,
The father I’ve come too late to understand,
As I rummage through these remnants of identity:
His passports, a few photographs, and me.
The Lindshammar Pig
This glassblower’s cheeks are bulbous as Dizzy Gillespie’s
As he forms what must surely be a blue glass flask.
He’ll add four feet, two ears, blob eyes, a curly tail,
And seal the aperture to create a stumpy snout.
But in truth he’s ruined it: that slit along the back
Turns it into a piggy-bank, a glowing deep-blue toy.
‘It would be great as a pig, without the slit,’ says the boy.
‘Okay’ – and the glassblower smiles – ‘for you I make one.’
We have come to Vetlanda, in the east of Sweden,
By slow train from cabbage-coloured Gothenburg,
Steaming in a warm wet summer. Some long hours later,
The pig is boxed and cotton-woolled, safe for its journey.
Caught in a North Sea storm, the ferry runs six hours late;
His mother brings the seasick boy a peach, then eats it.
Asked at Tilbury Customs, ‘Anything to declare?’
The boy replies winningly: ‘Yes, I have a blue pig.’
Now the Lindshammar pig surveys a Suffolk snowfield
And everybody from that day in Vetlanda is dead,
Except for the boy and, in a manner of speaking, the pig.
If there’s an afterlife, the glassblower will be smiling.
Hotel Codan
With its perkily assertive fifties lowercase ‘d’,
The hotel’s sign has just gone out of date.
Otherwise, it’s as the man from Tuborg said:
All glassy restraint, and the best view in town.
I must earn the freedom of this Nordic city,
Its green oxidised