Biography of Lee Harwood
Lee Harwood was born in 1939 and grew up in Surrey. He has spent the majority of the past 35 years living in Brighton. In a writing career that began in the early 1960s he has published over 20 volumes of poetry and prose, as well as translations of Tristan Tzara. His work has been widely anthologised and he is regarded as one of the finest poets working in England today.
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Lee Harwood Poems
When the sea is as grey as her eyes On these days for sure the soft white mist blown in from the ocean the town dissolving It all adds up her bare shoulders
The Final Painting
The white cloud passed over the land there is sea always round the land the sky is blue always above the cloud the cloud in the blue continues to move
Clouds scattered across the sky all so far away and then the space between this strange 'distance' What does 'normal' mean, after all? you move toward the window lights marking the headland
The table was filled with many objects The wild tribesmen in the hills, whose very robes were decorated with designs
The ridges either side of the valley were covered in dark pine forest. The ploughed hill sides were red, and the pastures were very green.
Central Park Zoo
for Marian Looking at the zoo the great white park of a misty winter’s afternoon
Pagham Harbour Spring
The blur of sky and sea this white grey morning before the day burns moves into blue
(for Peter Ruppell) You wrote such a love poem that I was dumb-founded & left to scratch the sand
When the sea is as grey as her eyes
On these days for sure the soft white
mist blown in from the ocean the town dissolving
It all adds up her bare shoulders
Nakedness rolling in from the sea
on winter afternoons - a fine rain
looking down on the sand & shin