‘Tiger in the National Gallery’ by Susan Utting

Tiger in the National Gallery after Henri Rousseau’s “Surprised!” Why surprised? – I’m everywhere: I’m tapestry and marquetry, and Paris hothouse fantasy. I am pelt and roar beneath a rich man’s silk-shod feet, I shoulder-shrug a wealthy woman’s back, clotheshorses catwalk me; glass cases keep me cool and pristine, poems fete me, legends spin me, taxidermy gives me life eternal. And here I am among … Continue reading ‘Tiger in the National Gallery’ by Susan Utting

‘Giving up Mirrors’ by Susan Utting

Giving Up Mirrors Like giving up the time (take off your watch, unplug the glowing digits, let the chiming clock run down to silent) there will be things that catch you out.                                  The whole world turns to glass and chrome, plays tricks with darkened screens, with windows day and night, with water. You will be tempted.                               … Continue reading ‘Giving up Mirrors’ by Susan Utting