Cathy Bryant - Contains Strong Language and Scenes of a Sexual Nature
(Puppywolf)
Certainly since I went onto the Manchester Poetry Circuit back at the
beginning of 2008, I’ve met a lot of people – some of which have since
they started off have stuck around like me almost by magic.
beginning of 2008, I’ve met a lot of people – some of which have since
they started off have stuck around like me almost by magic.
Some of these of course were on the ever – expanding live
mike scene, others through magazines and others in the case of
Cathy Bryant through poetry groups.
mike scene, others through magazines and others in the case of
Cathy Bryant through poetry groups.
When I first met Cathy, if my memory is correct (and I could be
wrong) I seem to recall she was more of a fiction writer more at a
writing group called ‘Animal Writes’ but was interested in writing
poetry somewhat and even then showed the sense of humour that
has been best described on the back of her book as a mixture
between ‘Carol Ann Duffy meets Spike Milligan’
before adding ‘Humorous, ingenious, charming, and punchy —
in equal measure — there’s never a dull moment in
Cathy’s world’
Not to labor the point about Carol Ann Duffy from another review
who some people may know I am not the biggest fan in the
world off but Spike Milligan however is somebody who I
have admired for years now with his often daft but
very, very clever material. Certainly Cathy’s material for me
at it’s best does come close if anything to Spike Milligan’s stuff.
‘This is not a poem’ for example is a fine example where the
poem begins off with:
‘My friend supports my poetry 100%.
He just does it from a distance,
Playing Xbox games at home.
But he’s here in spirit’
I really enjoyed this bit probably as it stung a bit tooclose to home as a lot of good comedy needs to.
The piece gets better after a longer second stanza which she
polity takes the mick out of another friend, before concluding
with:
‘I can take it though.
I can write for ages without a line break.
Honest.
I have no need to share, create, perform.
Sure, I do the odd poem
But I’m not addicted.
I could give up any time
And I’ll never, ever, ever rhyme.
This bit is clearly designed to bring the poem back to the focus
of the narrator, but it’s obvious from looking at the size of the book
alone that there is some lies within the piece, and as for
‘I could give up any time’ is another debatable point which also
made me think I’ve said something similar, full well knowing I could
never give up ever if I wanted to it now.
What is pleasing is among the less serious poems as a counter balance
there is some serious material for example ‘After the Argument’ which is
quite haunting piece which contains the soft movement of this:
‘Very – very – very slow
Lip brushes lip
Of a tiny warm point.
Eyelash feathers cheek.
Palm rests on soft armpit.
Fingers trace scalp map.
Cautious eye catches other
still slightly shaken –‘
What I love about this section is the lack of movement but which you just
know something has happened. Something bad but which is told
slow to raise the point which is only revealed at the beginning
that the time for slowness is now over.
The writer of me 3 or 4 years ago would have probably complained know something has happened. Something bad but which is told
slow to raise the point which is only revealed at the beginning
that the time for slowness is now over.
about serious, moody pieces like that and would have perhaps
highlighted ‘This is not a poem’ or pieces like
‘Women seeks / Personal Ad’ instead, but whether it’s
old age (lol) or a desire to read a constant variety of pieces
like ‘After the Argument’ or ‘BI’ add a very nice counter
balance to the less serious pieces.
Something I think really works and is suitable for most moods.
