Simon Armitage

(26 May 1963 / Marsden, West Yorkshire)

Comments about Simon Armitage

  • Jake Duquemin (10/8/2015 5:29:00 AM)

    I don't think this poem is fit for the target audience, please remove

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  • Jake Duquemin (10/8/2015 5:28:00 AM)

    I am extremely thrilled to have spent my time in English lessons reading and inspecting your poem. Kappa. (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ¯\_(ツ) _/¯ (ง ͠° ل͜ °) ง

  • Charlee-mai Mckane Charlee-mai Mckane (10/8/2015 5:28:00 AM)

    a great poet! keep up the great work, i especially like 'a vision' simply magnificent!

  • Anthony Di''anno (6/20/2015 6:15:00 AM)

    Even though to me it seems quite wrong,
    congratulations on becoming an Oxford Don.

  • Keith Oldrey (12/12/2011 10:38:00 AM)

    ee bygum lad, thats a proper poem that is even if I have to say to say to say it myself. Regards Keith Oldrey

  • Helen Hassett (2/9/2005 5:44:00 AM)

    I like it very much and it touches certain grey areas in my background that have effected me.Appreciation of this poem to me is appearent.I love you, Marry Me.Love David x x x.

Best Poem of Simon Armitage

I Say I Say I Say

Anyone here had a go at themselves
for a laugh? Anyone opened their wrists
with a blade in the bath? Those in the dark
at the back, listen hard. Those at the front
in the know, those of us who have, hands up,
let's show that inch of lacerated skin
between the forearm and the fist. Let's tell it
like it is: strong drink, a crimson tidemark
round the tub, a yard of lint, white towels
washed a dozen times, still pink. Tough luck.
A passion then for watches, bangles, cuffs.
A likely story: you were lashed by brambles
picking berries from the woods. Come clean, ...

Read the full of I Say I Say I Say

The Jay

I was pegging out your lime-green dress;
you were hoping the last of the sun
might sip the last few beads of drip-dry water
from its lime-green hem.

I had a blister-stigmata the size of an eye
in the palm of my hand
from twisting the point of a screw
into the meat of the house. Those days. Those times.

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