#john horder

[ukdamo]

Through The Lavatory Window

John Horder

I see heaven Through the lavatory window. I see God On the tips of the branches In amongst the leaves of the branches,

I see God Through the lavatory window. He is mule-aching about Amongst the trout At the bottom of the sea.

He is a skirmisher: You can see him too In the flight of the jet If you poke your head far enough out Of the lavatory window.

[rosemarytonks]

obituary in The Times

Rosemary Tonks’s voice was still reaching young audiences decades after her two volumes of poetry and six satirical novels had gone out of print—by which point she was a Bible-reading recluse living in Bournemouth, attracting little attention from neighbours.

The key to her continuing appeal lies in something she told John Horder in an interview for The Times in 1967: “The main duty of the poet is to excite—to send the senses reeling.” She practised what she preached. The former poet laureate, Andrew Motion championed her sensuous, breathlessly hedonistic poems, such as “Badly Chosen Lover”… [rest of article available by subscription only; The Times, 8 June 2014]

[rosemarytonks]

The main duty of the poet is to excite—to send the senses reeling.

[Tonks to John Horder, in a 1967 interview for The Times]

[8eyedspy]

Through the Lavatory Window

I see heaven Through the lavatory window. I see God On the tips of the branches In amongst the leaves of the branches,

I see God Through the lavatory window. He is mule-aching about Amongst the trout At the bottom of the sea.

He is a skirmisher: You can see him too In the flight of the jet If you poke your head far enough out Of the lavatory window.

John Horder