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Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face (2023), First Farewell, The War Game, Love Unbidden - love poems for Irene, Animal Folk Songs for Children ... And Other People, It's Pete, Extinction Rebellion! Right Now! Right Here!, We Remember (Naming of Names), and 17 more.
1. |
Love Unbidden
01:07
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LOVE UNBIDDEN
(1989)
Love: unbidden, unwelcome friend,
Wild bird in my hand -
I hold you, trembling, terror-bound,
Yet am at your command.
Love: new-bidden, welcome foe,
Bird forever wild -
Love: one moment loose your hold,
Let me rest awhile.
Love: though I be one of those
That dare not come to claim thee -
Hold me till my heartbeat slows,
Wild bird, you have tamed me.
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2. |
The Storm
01:28
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THE STORM
(1989)
Once again
The storm breaks
It’s there when I sleep
It’s there when I wake
I long for the calm that I dread
To feel everything
Yet expect nothing
Who said that Beckenham was dull?
I have whole plays in my head,
Whole songs in my heart
I'm becoming a whole
By falling apart
No craftsman, teacher or loyal friend
Ever put Humpty together again
He lies on the ground in a picture book
And children with parents come to look
At the egg, obscene, spilling its all
At the foot of the wall
I am fallen to the depths of my soul
I poke in dark corners
Abandoning pride
It has its lighter side
The ego, laughing, wills my downfall
The id, more caring, bids me rise
Every day
The storm breaks
I stand beneath it as ‘t were a mountain stream,
Mixing tears of joy and pain.
Like nightmare and dream
It’s washing my senses clean
It’s a storm in a teacup
But it’s my teacup
I live here
(received in Australia January 4 1989)
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3. |
Be Still My Heart
01:32
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4. |
I Am Ill With Love
00:55
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I AM ILL WITH LOVE (1989)
I am ill with love
But hope to live
I am sick with need
My body will not forgive
Your absence
I have not seen you
For two hours
Flowers Have died in less time
Life holds me
Newborn
In careless hands
Love has washed
And cleansed me
And I must learn
Once again
The feeling of sky
On my skin
Fire - Air - Water - Earth
All present at the birth
Of their sister element Love
Without which they remain
Unperceived
I love – therefore everything is
Life:
I am fragile
Don’t drop me
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5. |
Eight Lines
00:22
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EIGHT LINES
(1989)
Tonight I have drunk too much
Tonight I have thought too much
Tonight I have wept too much
I have not recently slept too much
My mouth will let me drink too much
My mind will let me think too much
My heart will let me weep too much
Love won’t let me sleep too much
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6. |
I Keep A Place
01:22
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I KEEP A PLACE
I keep a place
Where no one lives but you
Somewhere in that non-space
Between my flesh, blood and bone
There is a place that’s just for you
And you alone
I keep your face
Like a flower in that secret garden
Your hands like the roots of trees
Locked deep in my earth
And if love brings me to my knees
It is to beg your pardon
If you did not want such power or worth
Love is blind?
I see you in that darkness
Love is deaf?
I hear you in that pure silence
Love is dumb
It can render me speechless
Taste and touch?
I keep you in that place
And you will never know how much
I visit you there
To taste your mouth and comb your hair
I keep a place
Where no one lives but you
With me
Alone
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7. |
First And Last
00:33
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FIRST AND LAST
(1989)
The last waking minute of every night
Belongs to you
That daily farewell
That coda to today
I am child-heavy with you
I close my eyes and put myself around you
Easing your body inside mine
And say goodnight
I carry you with me into the blind, dark preface
To tomorrow
Where the first waking minute of every morning
Belongs to you
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8. |
Irene
00:45
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IRENE
(1989)
Irene -
On the night we first sleep together
May we have candles at the bed-head?
I have seen your hair by sunlight
By man-light
But candlelight
Is what I wish when we first lie together
For it is moving light
And it will touch you as I touch you
Warm and gentle, a welcome home
Irene -
On the night that we first sleep together
We will not sleep
Nor will we be together
For that implies plurality
I will be one with you
We can be two -
But in the morning
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9. |
Touch Me Not
00:50
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TOUCH ME NOT
(1989)
Just this once
Don’t touch me
Sit on the floor
Yoga style
I will sit facing you
Knees up over yours
Arms on knees
Very close
But touch me not
The hummingbird whirrs at the flower’s door
Wings fan the petals
The long slender beak enters the flower’s throat
Touching at one point only
Where food lies
But still - touch me not
Then
If I touch only your mouth with mine
Not a kiss
Just a touch
I might know how the flower feels
When the hummingbird visits
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10. |
So Will I Be Unto Thee
00:24
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SO WILL I BE UNTO THEE
(1989)
Be both calm and storm to me
Be both rough and mirrored sea
Be both bold and shy with me
Be both root and leaf of tree
Be past and future unto me
Be both like and love to me
Be present at the birth of we
Be as you would have me be
And so will I be unto thee.
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11. |
Night Song
02:59
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NIGHT SONG
(1989)
High in the hills where the valley hides
Where the moon gleams on the quiet pool
Deep in the rock the salmon glides
Where water is clean and cool
Deep in the earth where roots entwine
Far below the night owl on the wing
Down in the dark the field mouse lies
And listens to her babies sing
In the dark and dead of night
A white cloud sails across the moon
Deep in the warm and welcome bed
I’ll lie and sleep with you
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12. |
The Journey
00:52
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THE JOURNEY
(1989)
There was a time, love
When just to touch your hand
Was like the final act of love
And still I wanted more
There was another time
That first bewildered kiss
Too new and strange to taste of love
And still I wanted more
Today, for a time
Your breasts, bodywarm, filled my hands
And we trembled, trembled
O love, still I’m wanting more
Perhaps there’ll come a time
When we rest, replete and full
What then of ever craving love
Of always wanting more?
Then -
I’ll touch your hand
And then -
Start the journey once again
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13. |
Things As They Were
00:48
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THINGS AS THEY WERE
(1989)
Translucent
You shone like mother-of-pearl
Body of a girl
And I, your friend
Observed you as a lover
Afraid to make an end
To things as they were
Translucent
You lay naked on a wooden shelf
Confessing yourself
Changing from friend
To new-formed, hesitant lover
Also afraid to make an end
To things as they were
Treasure these days
As we lie by your fire
Taking levels higher and higher
Now friends
Now familiar, unhesitant lovers
Each day makes not an end
But an addition
To things as they were
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14. |
The River
00:57
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THE RIVER
(1989)
It began between the asphodel and the bog cotton
I saw it
Between the deer grass and the heather
Below rocks and peat
A tiny capillary
It sang down rivulets
Liquid flute and fiddle Into larger bed and path
Over, between, around
Singing down glass runways
Waterfallen and sandy bottom
When you walk beside it now you cannot converse
For its passion drowns words
There is no way to leap over it
It cannot but come to rest in the valley
Among the monkey flowers and watercress
Where the waters are calm and deep
And occasionally treacherous
Like love
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15. |
Quiet
00:21
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QUIET
(1989)
The peace that precedes the dawn chorus
The moment between bud and flower
The breath between birth and the first cry of life
The hush that reigns before a kiss
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16. |
We Pity The Blind
00:50
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WE PITY THE BLIND
(1989)
Sightless creatures
Hunt with precision
On the sea-bed roof
Of the earth’s deep crust
I stalk you with body-vision In the dark bed-ocean
As hunt I must
With blade of the mind’s eye
Sharpened and honed
Touch the sounds of love
Taste the scent that is yours
And yours alone
Only to know
That ‘senseless’ stone
Can hear the stars
Taste the wind,
Touch distant water
And pleasure its skin
Every surface of every being
Serves as the world’s eye
The world’s mind
And yet
We pity the blind
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17. |
Broken Glass
01:33
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BROKEN GLASS
(1989)
Around me lie the shards
Of a wonderful life
It's too hard
I pick up this piece
It's a child, now taken flight
That piece, a friend
Who no longer writes
A once-new song
Now out of date, forgotten
How easy to conclude
That life is rotten
I am filled with broken glass
Handle me gently
For I am too full of the past
Undigested, too fulfilled
To find the present bearable
Too ready to sleep
Too willing to weep
Unable to keep
Always to the regimen
Of today
Right now
Tomorrow's yesterday
It will be a long time
Before I can live for the moment
I carry a burden of past happiness
That is too heavy
I cannot lay it down
I cannot have done
Because I have too many yesterdays
I have too many tomorrows
To choose just one
You cannot see me properly
Because you love me
You look at my fragments
As through a kaleidoscope
And talk to me of patterns
If I look at my world through your eyes
I will not look for myself
And I will learn to pick up the pieces
(All the King's horses
And all the King's men
Couldn't do what the hen
Did in the first place)
Love, forgive me
You should be my goal
For that you need your lover young
And whole
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18. |
Detail
00:35
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DETAIL
(1989)
Lying
Depends on detail
Laying a trail
Of prevarication
And some error in the relating
Of two lies
Or three tales
May lead to over-elaboration
Then self-betrayal
Loving
Is born of detail
Lay a trail
Of thorns and honey
Of words honest but cunning
Hoping to prise
The heart’s grail
From its fortress ‘ere morning
But mind, now
Detail must be all that loving and lying
Have in common
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19. |
Katy Cruel
01:00
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KATY CRUEL
I know who I love
I know who does love me
I know where I'm going
And I know who's going with me
O diddle lolly ay
O a little lie o day
O that I was what I would be
Then would I be what I am not
Here am I where I must be
Go where I would I cannot
O diddle lolly ay
O a little lie o day
Down the road I'll go
Through the boggy mire
Straightway cross the field
And to my heart's desire
Diddle lolly ay
O a little lie o day
O that I was what I would be
Then would I be what I am not
Here am I where I must be
Go where I would I cannot
O diddle looly ay
O a little lie o day
I know who I love
I know who does love me
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20. |
I Live Not Where I Love
00:33
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I LIVE NOT WHERE I LOVE
(1989)
I live not where I love
(I did not coin the line)
And though I love where I do live
My heart is no longer mine
It’s safe into your keeping, love
It lives within your bed
Bid me now to run or stand
But not to cut the thread
My heart is no longer mine, love
It will not do my bidding
Life is fraught with pain and hurt
But ten times worth the living
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21. |
March 23rd 1989
00:47
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MARCH 23 1989
I lie in bed beside one lover
Writing poems to another
Guilt is tidal, it runs in waves
Forth by night and back by day
I close your gate and ring your bell
And my conscience? I could tell
You many things you shouldn’t hear
Of another life, of joy and fear
Of time spent away from you
Things you and I will never do
I close your gate, you close your door
Then we learn what clocks are for
I lie in bed beside one lover
Writing poems to another
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22. |
Points Of Reference
00:11
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POINTS OF REFERENCE
(1989)
The one: yesterday’s love, today’s sorrow
The other: today’s love, love tomorrow
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23. |
Time
00:34
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TIME
(1989)
I cannot promise to leave you never
But this I will confess
Today without you seemed forever
And I loved you none the less
Your absence or presence can now define
The length and breadth and worth of time.
Girl with the red hair
Never wantonly use your power
To make hours minutes and minutes hours
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24. |
Contradictions
00:15
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CONTRADICTIONS
(1989)
Wednesday was bad
Thursday worse
You’ve already had
A Friday verse
Our time is up
Love’s a curse
Empty shop
And laden purse
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25. |
Time Take Us On And On
00:30
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TIME, TAKE US ON AND ON
(1989)
Time, take us on and on
And on to where time will be gone
Tell me the story again
Of how it was away back when
We had sweet days and sweeter nights
Opened our eyes and turned out the light
Tell me the story again and again
Tell it and tell it, right up to the end
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26. |
Taste
00:58
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TASTE
(1989)
Your mouth is delicious
t has that satin inner skin
Found in two places only on woman
You smell of oranges
Your hair is positive
And my hands are drawn
Strong and gentled
Your mouth was not meant for kissing alone
Now prim, now pursed
Or tight (for better or worse
Always ready for an argument)
So when you wish to kiss
It’s all the greater worth
Your mouth is delicious
It tastes of buttered toast
You are too close to your mirror
You will never know what you are like
Until I tell you
Over and over again
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27. |
Sweet Rose
00:40
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SWEET ROSE
(1989)
Sweet rose,
I know you’re there
Framed in curly auburn hair
When I kiss her mouth
I feel your petals share
The knowledge of a promised land
When I touch her hand
Or the flesh beneath her upper arm
I hear that centre, silky-warm
Reply to instinct and to art
Urgent, pulsing, a second heart
The first one beats for her, hale and free
The second answers, eloquent, to me
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28. |
The Other Side
00:53
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THE OTHER SIDE
(1989)
Come to bed and for a start
Lie with your back to me
And let me take the helm
I know your back almost by heart
Let it comfort me, belly and breast
While I bathe my face in your hair
And learn the other side, the rest of this
The gold coin of my realm
I have sat too long at my own trial
So lie with your back to me
And let me explore where
And how and when and why
The varied source of pleasures lie
I have loved too long to practice guile
Love creates explorers, dreamers, fools
Awake, and find my Newfoundland
Lies yet undiscovered
All is as it was
And my idle hands
Lie yet at my side
No school can teach
As love does
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29. |
Any Time Any Place
00:33
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ANY TIME, ANY PLACE
(1989)
Love won’t mend the baby’s clothes,
Or take the garbage out
Love won’t cure a runny nose
Or wash a dirty clout
Love won’t buy a cauliflower
Love won’t pay the rent
But love will buy a shining hour
And thus should love be spent
Love will lay me under you,
Your hair about my face
And that sweet task I’ll surely do
Any time, any place
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30. |
Birds Of A Feather
03:59
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BIRDS OF A FEATHER
Here and now is yours and mine
If anything but love is on your mind
Put it off until another time
We’ve got things to do
Love’s a bird, let it fly
Love’s a baby, laugh and cry
Love is cream on your apple pie
When I’m laid back with you
Mmmmm
Mmmmm
Birds of a feather
Love to lay back together
Tell the story, learn the dance
Sing the song, take the chance
Sip the honey of a sweet romance
And still be wild and free
Open the window, close the door
Just like we did before
Someone is coming back for more
To be laid back with me
Mmmmm, soon
Mmmmm
Birds of a feather
Love to lay back together
Mmmmm, moon
Same old tune
Birds of a feather
Love to lay back together
The story’s old, the ending’s new
When I’m laid back with you
It’s hard to tell who is who
Or how long is forever
1 2 3 - 8 9 10
Anywhere, any when
Take a little break and then
Let’s lay back
Sailing on the moon
In a silver spoon
Birds of a feather
Just love to lay back together
Sailing to the moon
In the afternoon
Birds of a feather
Love to lay back together
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31. |
Lucky Earth
00:38
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31 LUCKY EARTH
(1989)
I bend to kiss the flower
Red and white
Kiss it till it opens
I float in cool water
Entwined in water-weed
You lie below me
Dappled on the stream-bed
I spread my hand wide
You rise, ripe beneath my fingers
Cloud on the mountain
Fruit in skin of fruit
No space between us
As I kiss the flower again
Lucky earth
And sky above
Touch all
Of all they love
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32. |
Conversation
00:45
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CONVERSATION
(1989)
I would make you pregnant,
Bring you to fruition
With a long, long kiss
And one final caress
Then we could see
The best of you and the best of me
Murmuring, finger-touch,
Mind-locked, body-meshed oneness
I will make you pregnant
Do my breasts not grow beneath your hands?
Is my belly not swollen with tenderness and joy?
Am I not pregnant with my own pleasure?
I bring forth myself each day anew
All of me and the best of you.
I conceived when you told me you loved me
I give birth to love continually
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33. |
Wrong
00:53
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WRONG
(1989)
When I was younger I loved a woman
Her hair was every colour of golden
We lay in fields and kissed endlessly
Her mouth was an oasis
A sweet flower
A fruit of exquisite taste and softness
Her eyes spoke every language known on earth
I am young and I love that woman who talks to spiders
The world hears us
The world hears us and creates rippling brooks
The fields witness our delight in each other
We are two women in love
Nature uses us for a mirror and likes what she sees
Humanity looks at us and tells us
We're wrong
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A CASE OF HUMAN HELIOTROPISM
(1989)
It was time to go
In one swift, graceful move
You laid me down
Face up in the nest
Little hungry bird, me,
One of life’s chose
Mouth ready for communion
(Or one of a band of supplicants
Blindly begging alms ?)
No, simpler than that
Yes, simpler than all that
The sun shines
And the flower forgets the night
Leaning, straining
It will crowd others
To place its halo of tines
To best receive the daily light
Light (for the sun must rise)
Dark (for I close my eyes
And am lit by your hair)
Leaning, waiting,
Mobile yet rooted there
My face-flower seeks
Turns and opens
Little hungry human, me
It’s as simple as that
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35. |
According To Wikipedia
01:37
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ACCORDING TO WIKIPEDIA
(2009)
According to Wikipedia
"... the term Big Bang generally refers to the idea that the Universe has expanded from a primordial hot and dense initial condition at some finite time in the past and continues to expand into Deep Space to this day." It is a matter of debate as to whether the Universe has a purpose.
According to Peggy
... the term Big Bang happened on November 30 1988 at about 10:30 a.m. when a hitherto undiscovered primeval atom in her Deep Heart expanded into a hot and dense universe whose sole purpose was to be as close to Irene as possible.
According to Wikipedia (first entry, Universe Today)
"The Universe is going to end on December 12 2012."
Time and space would continue.
According to Peggy
... the Universe would end if Irene stopped loving Peggy.
November 30 1988, however, would continue in her Deep Heart Space.
According to Irene
Life would have been simpler without all this.
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36. |
Sentinel
01:15
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SENTINEL
There was a time
When I knew you well
For I dreamed of you
All the time
Then there was a time
When, thread by thread
You dropped the veil
And I saw into your eyes
There was a time
When I thought I knew you well
When tending and harvest
Seemed inextricably linked
But O, the innocence of love!
I thought that your will and my will
Two minds and two bodies,
Willing and wilful
Could melt together as one
For all we’ve said and done
There are times when I feel utterly alone
Robbed of your company
By circumstance
By propriety
By custom and habit
By consideration for inconsiderate others
But finally robbed
By you, yourself, you
There is a door to the garden
Where you stand guard
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37. |
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WHEN LOVERS HIDE THE KEYS
(1994)
My arm went round her waist and hip
She never said me nay
But when I sought her cheek and lip
She turned her face away
My love has gone I know not where
O, let me follow you
And if I am not welcome there
I know not what to do
Nor bar nor bolt nor cruel clock
Can so destroy a lover’s ease
As minds that close and hearts that lock
When lovers hide the keys
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38. |
Vase of Memories
01:20
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VASE OF MEMORY
The dried flower stands
Frozen in a blue vase
In the black hole
Where I live
The vase
Ah--- the sinuous, liquid, living vase
Changes shape and substance
Curves like your breast
Opens as you used to
Has five senses, as I used to
Curls around the flower
Tasting, touching, seeing, hearing,
Breathing ITS red-rose breath
Of once-upon-a-time
On the dead petals
I cannot stop loving you
I crush the flower in fury and sorrow
It crumbles into dry tears
That course silently
Down the accursèd bowl
Dissolving in the sweet venom
And re-forming once again
Into that barren bloom
That cannot live and will not die
The Vase of Memory
And its cruel mantra:
You will never forget
You can never forget
You will never forget
In actual fact:
I don't want to forget
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39. |
Still Life
00:14
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STILL LIFE
Yesterday
A word you uttered
Cut me
Like a knife through butter
Today
A still-life
Your buttery voice
Dissolves the knife
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40. |
Mirror Mirror
01:43
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MIRROR, MIRROR
Here am I, poet-lover
Wanting to seem fair to thee
But at home there’s another
Less endearing side of me
I floss my teeth. I scrape my toes
I sometimes even pick my nose
I used to roll it into balls
And feed on it when I was small
In the morning when I rise
I wonder would you recognise
The one with whom you freely mix
On the rug at Number 66?
Hair all flattened down one side
Bits of sleep caught in my eyes
Someday you’ll know I haven’t lied
(Even Dracula had a bride)
Now - if honest truth would have it
Here are other filthy habits:
I cough and spit
Fart and shit
Like all of high and lower worth
On this farting, shitting earth
Where vanity has entered in
I pluck dark hairs from lip and chin
Pick tidbits from the serving-dish
With my fingers when I wish
I blow my nose on wash-bound socks
And drop them in the laundry-box
But only when I really must
And not when socks are odorous
I sucked my thumb till I was thirty
(My thumb was clean then - never dirty)
And there are worse, much worse than these
I don’t withold them just to tease
They’d be too rough for one so simple
Who thinks shame to squeeze a pimple
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41. |
I Lust Therefore I Am
00:31
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I LUST THEREFORE I AM
(1989)
We’re hungry
We eat
We’re thirsty
We drink
We’re lusty
We kiss
Then pause
To think
We honour
The hunger
We honour
The thirst
But passion’s
Untrustworthy
Thought should
Come first
We’re happy
We laugh
We’re sorry
We cry
Postpone
Loving
Too late
We die
I’m hungry
I’m thirsty
No caution
No art
I’m lusty
Thinking
Is not worth
A fart
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42. |
Overload
00:26
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OVERLOAD
(1989)
(Error E12, disk full, press escape key)
I try to work, I think of you
I try to read, I think of you
I try to sing, I really try
I think of you
When I think of you, I want to sing
When I think of you, I want to work and read
But not now, not right now
Because
I'm thinking of you
Right now
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43. |
S-O-W-I-N-G
00:40
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S-O-W-I-N-G
(1990)
I ploughed a furrow
In my mother’s face
She loved me
She’s in her grave
Still awaiting
The seed I never gave
I ploughed a furrow
In a man’s heart
He loved me
And from the start
I, the seed, was mine
I showed it to him
From time to time
I ploughed a furrow
And with abandon
Flung wide the seed
Watched your heart
Close round it
And bring it to bud, blossom and fruit
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44. |
Our Shirt
00:30
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OUR SHIRT
(1992)
You and I wear the same shirt
It fits and it’s white
We sweat, we live and if dirt
Appears, however slight,
It goes to the sink
The soap and water of our talk
Dissolve each spot and stain
Till damp and limp, hung high
On the line of cooling anger
It blows clean and dry
We wear it again
Our shirt is of unbleached cotton
Made in Eden
It could last a lifetime
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45. |
You Gave Me New Life
01:29
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YOU GAVE ME NEW LIFE
Civil Union, December 15 2006 in the Woolwich Town Hall
From the hot, liquid birth of love
Came the turmoil of our planet's cooling
Nights when we lay too close to make love
Days when we were too apart to part
Layer laid upon heavy layer
Bound us together as we became truly One
Some couples become diamonds
Brittle, glittering, on guard
They exhibit in public and declare
(Methinks they protest too hard)
'See how together we are
After all we have been through!'
But you and I
We stopped short of crystallisation
Our layers softened and summered
Holding us in evolutional safety
Yesterday and the days before
Throughout these eighteen years
Today, my most dear love
My other two-thirds
I again vow my life to you
Knowing that we have been compacted
Not into a neat faceted jewel but into coal
An uneven, glorious lump of anthracite
Bright, black and ready for burning
To keep us warm during the good years
That lie ahead
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46. |
Primrose Hill
05:57
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PRIMROSE HILL
(1991)
I used to think that love was blind
But love can surely see
Among the flowers of the field
I found one for me
I found one for me
Chorus:
Come and walk in Richmond Park
Come and walk in town
Come sit on Primrose Hill
And watch the sun go down
Watch the sun go down
The turtle dove longs for a mate
Hear her mournful cry
Long before I saw your face
I dreamed of you and I
Dreamed of you and I (chorus)
Tomorrow’s sky is overhead
Moon and stars combine
Will you come and share my bed
And join your life with mine
Join your life with mine? (chorus)
Every day begins anew
With the rising of the sun
Every time I look at you
Love has just begun
Love has just begun (chorus)
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Peggy Seeger Oxford, UK
Peggy is one of the most influential folk singers on either side of the Atlantic. She is Pete Seeger’s half-sister and Ruth Crawford Seeger’s daughter; her first life partner was the English songwriter Ewan MacColl, who wrote First Time Ever I Saw Your Face for her. She has made more than 22 solo recordings to date. Please check ewanmaccoll.bandcamp.com for other albums featuring Peggy. ... more
Peggy Seeger recommends:
Joy of Living: A Tribute to Ewan MacColl
by Various Artists
The family are gradually making all Ewan MacColl's catalogue available digitally to download. Take a look ....
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This is my son Calum MacColl's new album. I love it!
go to albumIf you like Peggy Seeger, you may also like:
Heart First Aid Kit
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supported by 4 fans who also own “Love Unbidden - love poems for Irene”
Tough choice tho...
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Sweet Old Religion
by Pharis & Jason Romero
Sweet harmonies & strummed melodies; the duo delve into decades-old folk, jazz, and country to find a timeless kind of love and connection.
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Wealth of Sorrow
by Cahalen Morrison
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless.
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The haunting new record from Canadian folk artist Avi C. Engel bridges old and new traditions with a minimalist approach.
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