Sally Evans

Rookie - 5 Points (1942 / London)

Sally Evans Poems

1. Penguin Books: A Eulogy -new- 5/3/2015
2. Van Gogh's Sunflowers In A Lothian Field 12/26/2013
3. Invaders [blue Lilies] 1/1/2014
4. Looking Back 2/8/2014
5. Howway Teesside 2/9/2014
6. Millennial Canto 7 6/10/2012
7. Millennial Canto 9 6/10/2012
8. The Weaver 6/11/2012
9. In A Cold Rockery 6/19/2012
10. Silly Quesion To A Poet 6/19/2012
11. On Edwin Muir's The Grove 6/19/2012
12. Fable: Stepping On Daisies 6/19/2012
13. Blizzard 6/19/2012
14. I Am Thinking 6/19/2012
15. Meeting The Ploughman 6/19/2012
16. O Give Me Dreams Any Day 6/19/2012
17. Small Hour Dawn 6/19/2012
18. Leading To Women Poets In Coloured Dress 6/19/2012
19. Kathleen Raine Remembers Sandaig 6/19/2012
20. In This Life [for Edwin Morgan] 6/19/2012
21. National Poetry Day Heron 6/19/2012
22. When The Moon Shines 8/14/2012
23. Warp And Weft On The Canongate (Edinburgh) 10/12/2012
24. Bewick Walks To Scotland Sequence (D) Glasgow 12/17/2012
25. Through The Silence 12/17/2012
26. The Bees, Canto 7 12/17/2012
27. Some Uses Of Fewer And Less 1/30/2013
28. Footsteps 6/5/2013
29. Among Arthurians 6/5/2013
30. Contraband 6/5/2013
31. Falls Of Lora: New Moon 6/5/2013
32. Alders 6/5/2013
33. Chance And Choice 6/5/2013
34. Tropical Birches 6/5/2013
35. Adders 6/5/2013
36. In The Low House 6/5/2013
37. Return To Cape Wrath 6/5/2013
38. Meditation For My Cousin Deceased May 1st 6/11/2013
39. Kilmartin: A Poem We Cannot Read 6/5/2013
40. The Long Dream 6/5/2013
Best Poem of Sally Evans

33 Lines For Ginsberg

Beatiest of beats let me address you
as you America. Let me bless you
charleychaplin poet that you are
like Ferlinghetti spreadeagled in air
like Sandberg in Chicago like Burroughs AWOL
as you build up your argument to howl
at the barriers and choices in all existence
your words' steam engines go the distance
freshness and fury and spirit all churned
together till somehow they have learned
to answer back as good as you get.
No one has shouted down America yet
and made America listen and pause.
You move inexorably clause by clause
explain to America ...

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The Angel Of The North

A poet named this new colossus.
The service station told me, 'You can't miss it.'
Miles away, it seemed less than a pylon.

The traffic slowed, we all crept past it,
My eye only partially aligning the car,
Partially taking cognizance of the movement
Of this significant being's massive wings,
And as I went on into Newcastle

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