by Daniel Stephensen


• A Field of Yellow Flowers

• Superposition: Selected Poems 2010 – 2012



• Read to you by me

Thursday February 6, 2014

The gulls turned back’, read to you by me.

Tuesday January 28, 2014

'River in Spate' by Louis MacNeice, read to you by me.


The river falls and over the walls the coffins of cold funerals
Slide deep and sleep there in the close tomb of the pool,
And yellow waters lave the grave and pebbles pave its mortuary
And the river horses vault and plunge with their assault and battery,
And helter-skelter the coffins come and the drums beat and the waters flow,
And the panther horses lift their hooves and paw and shift and draw the bier,
The corpses blink in the rush of the river, and out of the water their chins they tip
And quaff the gush and lip the draught and crook their heads and crow,
Drowned and drunk with the cataract that carries them and buries them
And silts them over and covers them and lilts and chuckles over their bones;
The organ-tones that the winds raise will never pierce the water ways,
So all they will hear is the fall of hooves and the distant shake of harness,
And the beat of the bells on the horses’ heads and the undertaker’s laughter,
And the murmur that will lose its strength and blur at length to quietness,
And afterwards the minute heard descending, never ending heard,
And then the minute after and the minute after the minute after.

Monday December 24, 2012

Revelation, read to you by me.

Wednesday December 12, 2012

S. T. McCarthy’s denim jean cow, read to you by me.

Tuesday October 30, 2012

Thursday October 25, 2012

Tuesday September 25, 2012

Self-portrait, read to you by me.

Tuesday August 7, 2012

A man for himself, read to you by me.

Tuesday July 24, 2012

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