Lurex
By Denise Riley
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A brilliant outing from one of the finest poets currently working in the English language. This is at once a sharply political and deeply personal book which explores just that intersection.
‘Wide-ranging, sometimes anguished, her poems are fascinating and often beautiful, and certainly more than usually thought-provoking’ Guardian
Denise Riley
Denise Riley is a critically acclaimed writer of both philosophy and poetry. She is currently Professor of the History of Ideas and of Poetry at UEA. Her visiting positions have included A.D. White Professor at Cornell University in the US, Writer in Residence at the Tate Gallery in London, and Visiting Fellow at Birkbeck College in the University of London. She has taught philosophy, art history, poetics, and creative writing. She is the author of Say Something Back and lives in London.
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Lurex - Denise Riley
What the lyric said
I’d thought a song
went like this. I should
have known.
The neighbours are kind
also loud, out
in the hot gardens.
How could I
have known. Fuck,
fuck, they warble.
Committed
You’re born with dead children in your body.
Some reach daylight, others won’t – although
even the walkers in sunshine go streaming to
those short homes you hollowed out for them –
nippy from infancy, they’ll dart ahead of you
narrowing, tinier, into their vanishing points.
Whether they’d come to love its fleshiness or
not, you did force life on dear future corpses.
You, a sexton dug in between two worlds, or
you, a metronome, tracking their fluent feet –
all of you in the dark as to what you’d started.
They forgive you by (with luck) outliving you.
Not Olga
A canvas bawled scarlet –
one eye heard it. Flesh
a grey-mauve coil, clean
on its yellow chair. Skin
tinged violet, pea green.
Exquisite slug! Best done
in oils, not circumscribed.
Seaside rock
No novelties but the very same tenacious lettering running all the way through like a stick of seaside rock that stays readable wherever along its length it gets snapped. Those letters might declare ‘Brighton’ or ‘Blackpool’ or ‘Margate’; even crunched nearly their whole way down, they’d still keep legible. They could equally well say ‘Elizabeth’, since they’d read as faithfully whatever way they’re broken. ‘You can’t turn some old-school, two-bit, Brit candy into a metaphor for her?’ Yes but only in lettered constancy. Properly fierce, while generous, such stalwart style, if cut, shows comic flair – it always runs right through.
I get through
One drawback of loneliness: you can notice yourself too much, carrying this self around between cupped hands like something fragile in need of careful positioning, although you’d not meant to become a thing to yourself, far less a delicate fetish. Yet once you’ve ferried your own cloistered burden outdoors, any breeze will undo it, so by then you’re no longer a well-wrapped patted ball, but are genially uncoiled on the air, dispersed as filaments apt to take a wandering interest in everything, bar their source. Both working and living alone, I might wait days for a sighting of anyone familiar; still, hours may