The Rain Never Stops On Deansgate

from my poetry blog

Coronets For Ghosts

The Rain Never Stops On Deansgate

The rain never stops on Deansgate,
it clears the pavement
faster than the tribal skirmishes

the corrugated shelters
and scaffolded walkways
snagging the flood-water flotsam,
huddled in pockets
of faithless devotions.

The doorways are already taken,
will be for the night,
as we turn blind eyes
behind fogged-over windows,
comfortably dysmorphic 
in this residence of root.

The Church of Scientology 
over the road
has closed up for the day, 
but I feel Tom Cruise calling to me.
Do they have 24-hour call out, I wonder?
Working on Hollywood time.

I don't think these city limits
can hold us,
want to hold us,

they just lay barbed hooks
beneath our skin
reeling us in
every time we glance back.


©AndrewJamesMurray

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Western Rap

from my poetry blog

Coronets For Ghosts

Western Rap

dialect clowns
the portly boys
weave wild words
echoing western rappers
speakin' off the chain

below hilly peaks
demanding degradation
in gas tank lots
firing from the hip



©AndrewJamesMurray

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Salted

from my poetry blog

Coronets For Ghosts

Salted

maybe there are choices
to be made

the cawing crow doesn't seem
conflicted

undisturbed by harbingers
of the future

I will roll down the hill
drift out to sea

taste the salt on my tongue

a seasoning to keep
me for tomorrow


©AndrewJamesMurray

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Hinge Moments

from my poetry blog

Coronets For Ghosts

Hinge Moments

there are hinge moments

that connect

the before and after

beneath the blustering larches

we make them visible

on crowded carriages

the fingers that brushed briefly

in causal static

an eidetic clarity

of toss-a-coin

choice

take off your shoes

this is sacred ground

this is the place where we first met

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Word Jam #13

from my poetry blog

Coronets For Ghosts

from a restful source

to rushing rapids,

migrating salmon

-Osprey fodder,

snatched on silent

Atlantic missions,

slivers of light

transfiguring elements:

water to sky;

life to death

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A ‘Shoutout’ For In Brigantia

I have the honour of appearing on musician Laura Bruno Lilly’s site this week for the publication of my poetry collection In Brigantia.

You can read her review here:

http://laurabrunolilly.com/poetry-shoutout-in-brigantia-by-andrew-james-murray/

Check This Out: In Brigantia

This is an online interview with writer Linda about my new book In Brigantia

El Space--The Blog of L. Marie

It’s raining authors around the blog! Today, the amazing Andrew Murray (or Andy as many of you who know him and follow his blogs, City Jackdaw and Coronets For Ghosts, call him) is here to talk about his latest poetry collection, In Brigantia. (His first was Heading North, which we talked about here.)

  

Stick around after the interview to learn about a giveaway of this collection. Now, let’s talk to Andy.

El Space: Four quick facts about yourself?
Andy: Thank you! (1) I’m (at least) the fifth generation of Murray born in Manchester.
(2) My favourite place is Orkney.

 

Photos by Andy Murray © 2019

(3) A big Whovian, I once stumbled across a scene being filmed for the Doctor Who 50th Anniversary episode, and was totally unaware of it until it aired on TV.
(4) My dreams begin while I’m still awake.

El Space: Please…

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