“Shame that your King is not so bound to you As he is bound to what he sniffs. And bound to mute The voice that hints, just hints, he might be, um . . . Not wrong, of course, ah… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
“Come to the edge, he said. We are afraid, they said. Come to the edge, he said. They came to the edge, He pushed… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
“Long after midnight when you park, and stand Just for a moment in the chromium wash, Sometimes it seems that, some way off, Between… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
“Be not too hard For life is short and nothing is given to man. Be not to hard When he is sold and bought… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
Poetry is not a silent art. The poem must perform, unaided, in its reader's head. Educated readers give themselves a good performance. Educated listeners… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
And he who is forever talking about enemies / Is himself the enemy! — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
“Those who have slept with sorrow in their hearts Know all too well how short but sweet The instant of their coming-to can be:… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
Poetry is not a silent art. The poem must perform, unaided, in its reader’s head. — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
“Look north. Achilles on the rampart by the ditch: He lifts his face to 90; draws his breath; And from the bottom of his… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
It seems to me that the contrast between adjacent syllables has lessened and the result is an over-reliance on enjambment. Now enjambment is a… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
“Moments like these absolve the needs dividing men. Whatever caught and brought and kept them here Under Troy's Wall for ten burnt years Is… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
“Those who have slept with sorry in their hearts Know all too well how short but sweet The instant of their coming-to can be:… — Christopher Logue Copy Share Image
