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‘A Lady Cyclist Learns to Cycle (England, 1917)’ by Jonathan Davidson

February 6, 2013July 5, 2021 ~ Tom Bailey

    They led it round the garden and yard on a long rein. They fed it oil. It was black as my jet black boots, heavy as a gate. It ticked, shone. Climbing on it, I felt it shy, lunge beneath me, clatter to earth. They held me up, the men, laughing, shouldered me … Continue reading ‘A Lady Cyclist Learns to Cycle (England, 1917)’ by Jonathan Davidson

A poem by Jonathan Davidson

December 14, 2012May 28, 2014 ~ Tom Bailey

  Atrocity To die in a ditch or on a bombed-out Bus on the way to a market You’ll never reach.   To have it all ended that easily, Cameras coming afterwards, Expressions of non-joy.   You will never inhabit old age, friend. You will never sit in a quiet square Towards evening, hearing   … Continue reading A poem by Jonathan Davidson

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