![]() WHEN PIGS CHEW STONES edited by Bob Mee and Janet Murch Ragged Raven Press 1 Lodge Farm Snitterfield Warwickshire CV37 0LR UK ISBN 978 0 9552552 2 9 £3 [£4 Europe; £4.50 RoW] email Ragged Raven Press visit the website of Ragged Raven Press ![]() Web design by This page last updated: 10th December 2007. |
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This is an anthology of the winning and selected poems from Ragged Raven's ninth annual competition. Ragged Raven Press was formed in 1998, and this is a well-presented anthology. The title of the book is the title of the winning poem by Patricia Wooldridge, the opening lines of which are given below: The pigs chew on a field of stones, dribble pebbles behind the shore, their pursed mouths full of clink. Dun light folds over a bowl of sky,Patricia Wooldridge's poem is one of my favourites in the book. The anthology contains a number of experimental-type poems and others suggesting an eclectic judging process and the wide range of poems submitted in terms of format, and subject matter. Here is the last stanza of CONTRAPTIONS by John Terry: For a while, the woman I called mother and the man I believed was my father would be busy inventing new kindnesses to please each other. Two dedicated inventors, still attempting to redesign their machinery of impossible love.and the opening stanza of AFTER THE PARTY by Andy Humphrey: Half-past three; the torpid time of night. The room seems empty now where lately it was crowded. Shrapnel-strewn with beer-can ashtrays, crumpled packs of crisps, a pizza box, split candles. Greying crumbs. Discarded bottles, horizontal, point at dozing half-survivors, truth-or-dating each embarrassed kiss. A pile of salt betrays the strain of one more indiscretion, spilt with secrets from a tipsy glass.A nicely produced winners anthology from an established, and long-standing press. Ragged Raven is enjoyed and appreciated by many writers. I end with a stanza from Michael J Woods' THE PROSPECT OF CHANGE TANDEM, the runner-up poem: From tramp to gent he transubstantiates himself. Urbane utterance renovates — coverts a cadge to existential quiz when uttered with the polished charm that's his by archly asking anyone in range of his fluence: Any prospect of change? | ||
| reviewer: Doreen King. |