poems

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I am making a window on the world,
A stained-glass window through which to look at things.
It is very much my own creation,

St. Francis in the Slaughter-House

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He left his sparrows waiting at the door
And entered like a draught, his bare feet treading

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Studio

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Always the same old silence
And the same old,
Always different,
Northern light.

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Tuesday Poem: Old Timer

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You see me now as what I have become again:
Chromework like mercury

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A Troubadour at Torbay

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Jonathan is very much looking forward to participating in this year’s Torbay Poetry Festival, whose theme is “Poetry and Music.”

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Tuesday Poem: Thoughts of a Bicycle

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Of course I am only a machine
And full of natural frailty.
My tyres go soft,
My chain drops off,
My brake blocks wear out

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Tuesday Poem: Hospital

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Among the many roads we have to travel in this life,
Nothing prepares us for this:
The one we will one day travel every Sunday afternoon –
Or every Saturday afternoon,
Or even every evening –

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Jonathan Steffen on BBC Radio Berkshire, Thursday 15 January, 2.00–3.00 p.m.

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Jonathan is looking forward to being a guest of Mike Read once more on Thursday 15 January from 2:00–3:00 p.m on BBC Radio Berkshire. He will be performing live in the studio again.

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An Evening with Jonathan Steffen

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On Thursday, 4 December 2014 Jonathan will be reading some of his poems at Heffers Bookshop, 20 Trinity St, City Centre, Cambridge CB2 1TY

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Tuesday Poem: Motel

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Never quite empty and never quite full,
The motel car park ebbs and flows
With vehicles that suddenly all look the same.

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