Self Indulgence (to the last page!)

Such self-indulgence! I've been playing with my books in progress. Finessing - to the extent that I can do that - while waiting for the 'Sheep On The Somme' picture book to be processed, in all its gory glory. It has come through now - electronically processed by the printer, and I'm ready to order …

tonight

Poem #28 from The Book of Evenings (final) Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction it's cloudy but clear cold with a breeze quiet he watches clouds swirl around the stars wonders is there anyone thinking of him tonight © Frank Prem 2003 This is the final poem from The Book of Evenings. Watch …

carmen and cisco

Poem #27 from The Book of Evenings Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction * Listen to Frank reading carmen and cisco on SoundCloud* she said you and me should dance latin salsa is in and I know I'd look good in flowing skirts and ruffles I can see you as a gaucho sharp tight pants …

the argument for noosa

Poem #26 from The Book of Evenings Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction He pointed a finger. I think you forget, he said, where you came from. Where you've been. I think you've forgotten what you were, and what made you. I don't forget. He spoke to her face, directly to her eyes. …

the idiot

Poem #25 from The Book of Evenings Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction he's as loud as a damned circus the idiot this is getting beyond a joke he's obviously stinking drunk singing and shouting by turns such an idiot she has been tolerant but it's enough the neighbours god knows what they …

a whole hour

Poem #24 from The Book of Evenings Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction whoa settle down honey we haven't even started yet you don't want to fly before we leave the ground now do you hmmm why don't you just hop in to the shower for me like a love while I fix …

towards kansas

Poem #23 from The Book of Evenings Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction he has listened to the story of a wonderful life a tragic affair high low swinging exhilaration despair watched her eyes welling tears that brimmed but never broke as she herself has not been been broken though close so very …

katy’s scrubbing up

Poem #22 from The Book of Evenings Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction mama's checking out the make-up rummaging for things she hasn't seen since well let's say they've been missing awhile but she thinks she might know where to find them they'll be in katy's room katy's scrubbing up tonight glitter in …

identification from height

Poem #21 from The Book of Evenings Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction ahum ahum shelter me from storms ahum there's a monotony that comes from living in the tree-lined the leafy streets that promenade all up and down the smallness of this tiny town a figure is at the bed in a …

socks to tell no tales

Poem #20 from The Book of Evenings Back to: The Book of Evenings – Introduction it is a sock a grey school-sock from one of the boys on the mat outside the front door curious herd the boys in set the packages down start the kettle a cup of tea and then . . . …