journey in shades: poetry in light and dark

journey in shades: poetry in light and dark

by Mary Pargeter

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Overview

In this first collection of her work, the poet re-visits her country childhood, the loss of innocence, love, heartbreak and death, and reflects with admirable frankness on those universal rites of passage common to us all.

"I have felt engaged with the work, and responsive to its emotional charge" :Professor Carol Rumens GUARDIAN BOOKS ONLINE 'Poem of the Week' blog.

"She lets detail speak, often exquisitely, through things as they are; there is no attempt to escape through fantasy" :Jay Ramsay, Poetry Editor, CARDUCEUS JOURNAL

Lucy Walton's interview with Mary Pargeter reveals the author's inner thoughts: FEMALE FIRST ONLINE magazine

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780957297043
Publisher: George Boughton Publishing
Publication date: 04/06/2013
Pages: 60
Product dimensions: 5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.14(d)

About the Author

In 1948 English poet Mary Pargeter was born at home in the Hampshire hamlet of Newton Valence. Her idyllic country childhood was marred when, in 1956, the family moved to Surrey and the child unhappily experienced a suburban life, with pavements lit by street lamps.

In her poetry she reflects on that childhood, heartbreak, early loves, disappointments and the entry into adulthood and at last understanding. She neither married nor had children.

A child of the 60s, Mary flourished in art school and became a successful graphic designer.

Table of Contents

childhood

duntroon

running board ride

soft dust

near a girl

chalk lane to school

teapot memory

the tallboy’s drawer

love

focus

tenth of november

no remembered words

loch awe

loch awe still

once and only

you could leave

winter daffodils

your dark doorway

the morning suit

I think of you

dream series

death

the hospital room

not like me, mary

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not the time for dying

goodbye rob

at the wake

reflection

I have not always been kind

distant memory

brief attraction

when the wind blows

a country childhood

little feet

echoes among the stone arches

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