Where does the past belong? Where does the poet belong?: I had some very slight concerns by Susannah Dickey

Susannah Dickey, I had some very slight concerns (The Lifeboat Press £6.50)

“I concentrate on finding someone to take home so my bed looks less empty, less like the blank back pages of a photo album: the ones that come when you run out of things worth remembering.” –

from ‘It’s easy to think someone’s beautiful once they are dead’

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The excerpt above is extracted from the first of the seven poem pamphlet by Susannah Dickey, I had some very slight concerns, a lengthy prose poem in two main stanzas. An interesting opener, the poem depicts a “beautiful girl” drifting bars to bar “carrying albums filled with pictures of her dead grandparents…pictures black and jaundiced sepia”.

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