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Scott Elder

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2

spring

2020

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the poet

Scott Elder’s work has been widely published in the UK, Ireland and elsewhere – his poetry having been placed or commended in numerous competitions in England since 2016. Breaking Away, his debut pamphlet, was published by Poetry Salzburg, while his collection Part of the Dark was published by Dempsey & Windle. A second collection, My Hotel, is due out from Salmon Poetry in 2023.

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the poems

Dieppe

00:00 / 00:36

A quarter past two and you wondered if

your body were a breeze or a breath of moonlight,

if your children drew on the tide in the harbour

or the dew-covered garden in their dream work.

They lay like feathers in a single bed. And you, at once

the lady in the window and the woman moving

down the cobblestone lane to a pier beyond

the bulwarks and pilings, blending, step upon step,

your own colour and form into that nightscape.

Here and Again

After the song The Here And After
by Jun Miyake

00:00 / 00:52

Half-sliced a lily on the table

petals burning white on white


there’s no saying who’s under that skin

salt spray spindrift a taste of rust


a drop of blood just name it

it’s there a knife-slit away


not waiting for someone to whisper

come alive come alive


instinctively twisting back to spawn

to begin again the incantation


the ragged waltz half-here

half-gone you touch your lips


​to a lily’s wound this is sorrow

it murmurs the pain is gone

The Man

00:00 / 00:53

It’s only a dream but keeps coming back

a highway ticking off concrete slabs

the man steps in three saplings in his fist

four thousand miles from Casablanca


banyan trees a forest in his sack

he hasn’t smiled for a decade

do you know the way to Casablanca I ask

he tries to speak he rounds his lips


then something heavy falls this way

I crumble to earth

snowflakes cover my broken limbs

he tells me to listen to the motor’s hum:


toora loora looral snowflakes cover my eyes

toora loora looral I try to smile

Publishing credits

Dieppe: Coffee-House Poetry – runner-up in the

  2016 Troubadour Poetry Prize

Here and Again / The Man: The High Window (Issue 12)

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