Benno Barnard

Benno Barnard Poems

We stand here freezing in our winter coats,
a kiss prevents my breath from showing white,
my hand slows to a halt in mid caress,
...

We talk until we see the morning double.
The bar is spinning from the cigarettes.
...

When I tell her my lies,
her carnivorous mouth
gobbles my words like flies
...

We,
sightless voyeurs under the petticoats
of the heavens,
...

The boxes for chips and bananas
are packed with the bric-à-brac
of human memory:
...

6.

We were in our old house, the two of us.
Paris was burning in hundreds of fires:
ash from a hecatomb of smoldering tires
...

Benno Barnard Biography

Benno Barnard originates from Amsterdam, but has lived in Belgium for over thirty years. He made his debut in 1981 with a volume of cerebral romantic poetry. His later collections – influenced by the English poets of the interwar period – are more sober in tone and testify to a historical pessimism; they contain both series of longer poems and mini-epics. After reworking John Dryden’s classical All for Love in Dutch (Liefdeswoede, 1993), he wrote four verse dramas of his own; Mevrouw Appelfeld (2007) is his first prose work for the theatre.)

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A Kiss in Brussels

We stand here freezing in our winter coats,
a kiss prevents my breath from showing white,
my hand slows to a halt in mid caress,
I want to let you go, but not tonight -
my fingers in your hair, the evidence.
Here for a second in this city park,
we're two cold lovers mouthing March,
who kiss as though exchanging quotes.

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