It's About Time: Poems of an Uncertain Woman
By Lesley Storm
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About this ebook
A meditation on the passing of time, a declaration that life, love and poetry are defined by time, are all about time and timing.
Here are love poems, life poems, elegies, aubades, odes, existential solitude poems, prose poems, joyous poems of fleeting human pleasures, poems compassionate, sanguine and witty, poems delicate with vulnerability, urgent poems on survival over time.
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These are powerful, moving and accomplished poems that speak to all humanity, written by a certain woman documenting her uncertain becomings over time.
Whatever the certainties of those enforcing it or of those of us willingly or unwillingly defined by it, the category 'woman' has always been uncertain.
'One is not born a woman', Simone de Beauvoir observes, 'one becomes one'.
But what is it to be deeply certain of an urgent calling to womanhood all of one's life yet violently excluded from such a becoming?
What is it to win through?
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It's About Time - Lesley Storm
LESLEY STORM
IT’S ABOUT TIME
LEAMINGTON BOOKS
Edinburgh
CONTENTS
Title Page
i
[of course I'm alone]
And writing and listening, and sleeping alone
Rapture, contingent on consent
A Carthaginian Peace
Take my hand
Simple desires
The fear
I may be wrong
I live alone, I love you
Bremen
Bright Bouqets
Circumstantial evidence
How do I love thee?
Oxford (2017)
Preferences
My life, my heart, my love
My poem, and you
Near but not close
In parenthesis
In the Lammermoors
How symposia might be cosier
Hysterical euphoria and incomprehensible despair
I'm alone, it's night
I am awake
Common courtesy
Dave Swarbrick
Dear A– –, thank you for listening
Berceuse
Does it matter?
As you were then
And that is all I need
A sweet intoxication
A simple enough truth
A willingness to storm heaven
A bequest to my old love
A grief in time
A last goodbye
ii
Needed, and couldn't find
My love affair …
untitled
Lines constructed in a Lubeck coffee house
Into Hades
Recovering well
On reading Anne Sexton again
On wanting to die
For CA again
Blind to all suffering
Breakdown and nightmare
Another country
And go on
After my first death
After the storm
A light flirtation with death
iii
I had no heart to break
Just lock the door
Love song
Of course, I've changed
Impulse and restraint
In Cavendish Square I sat down and wept
Friends and lovers
Some days of my desire
The choice – an epithalamion
After our walk
I'm always up for an argument about God
Camelot
Exile
Promises we never keep
Rather this than that
Further still to go
Just my bad luck
GBC
iv
Morning song – between waking and dawn
Morning song (trivialities in verse)
Morning song (coffee-time in the city)
Morning song (this winter bourne)
Morning song (she'll never know)
'Ubique' to Zem Zem, for my father, James Storm 1918 - 1998
So far / so good
Miracles
I am your child
Lost and found
In memoriam – five brief poems
PTSD
Of course, I can't forgive, but love
My first stroke of luck
Doreen Winifred Bruce
A letter home
A father's fears
The lid on the box of screams
v
Elizabeth Jennings
Emptional debris
My own study of reading habits
I love you to no purpose
Home
I love my love
Love me, leave me
Divorce 2015
Night and day
Nothing! and everything changed
A sense of decorum
untitled
Time to miss you
It's not about you
I would rather forget
Now may I go?
vi
Epitaphs
Bury my heart in Port Meadow
Introducing me to you
I am human
An autobiography
Blackbirds and magpies
My truth in any moment is always mine
Villanelle – I will not sing
How far you have come
On becoming a woman (having been one all my life)
Faith, and John Davidson, for Anthony Ross, OP
Lasciate ogni speranza voi che entrate
Wheesht
You stayed with me
In my time: a squib
About Lesley Storm, by herself
Acknowledgements
Copyright
i
[of course, I'm alone]
Late at night, so late
and alone,
[of course, I'm alone]
with my own thoughts.
Were you aware that
your gentle rebuke
cut through my flesh,
tearing sinew, exposing bone?
My love of solitude, my
uncompromising self-reliance
…
… yes, I confess it
… my fears …
are barriers against intimacy.
How well you know me!
And writing and listening, and sleeping alone
I'm happy enough on my own,
I don't need you, my love,
I don't need anyone.
I'm happy enough on my own.
I sleep alone,
in my narrow bed,
pushed into the corner of my room,
I sleep alone.
I take my coffee black, with sugar,
and solitude;
I like it strong,
I like it best when I'm alone.
I read on my own,
and write alone; I share what I write,
if I can, I share what I write with you,
with anyone.
I'd much rather eat on my own, eat
and return to reading,
and writing
and listening, and sleeping alone.
I admit it: I am weak
weaker for being alone.
I would stand up with you;
stand up and be with you, loved one.
I'm alone most of the week,
home is the shell and the cell I share
with my past and my future;
we never speak.
Rapture, contingent on consent
Nothing has changed ― nothing ―
soon enough fireworks
will tear the