Tony Jolley

Rookie (17th June 1958 / England)

Tony Jolley Poems

1. Hot Salt Rain 8/30/2005
2. Chameleon The Great 6/29/2005
3. Ridgeline 6/29/2005
4. Departure Lounge Diva 6/29/2005
5. Do Dreams Dream? 6/29/2005
6. You Are Not. Are You Not? 6/29/2005
7. Settled 8/30/2005
8. The Alchemist's Feet 6/29/2005
9. The Maker, The Made And The Maid 6/29/2005
10. The Sun, The Sea, The Oyster-Catchers And Me. 6/29/2005
11. To Bend But Not To Bow 6/29/2005
12. Shore And Simple 6/29/2005
13. The Latest Acquisition In The Library Of What Might Have Been 6/29/2005
14. The Time Being 5/22/2004
15. In The Shape 5/22/2004
16. No Need 5/27/2004
17. Our Birthday 5/27/2004
18. The Naked I 5/28/2004
19. Patient Place 6/29/2005
20. H(Anna) H Akhmatova 6/29/2005
21. Couldn'T Call 6/29/2005
22. The Gossamer Ghosts Of May 12/31/2005
23. Man Maid 2/6/2006
24. Do The Math. 6/29/2005
25. Thought Not 2/6/2006
26. The Edge Of Thirteen 2/21/2006
27. Dust Dances 5/27/2004
28. Contradiction 5/22/2004
29. Connoisseurs And Counterfeits 6/29/2005
30. That Last Damn' Duck 6/29/2005
31. Friday-Night Elephant-Keepers 6/29/2005
32. Poetry Before Birth (With Apologies To Mr Macneice...) 6/29/2005
33. Today I Fell 5/27/2004
34. Forty-Five 5/27/2004
35. Deus In Retriever 2/27/2006
36. Elemental 3/3/2006
37. Softer Incline 3/12/2006
38. Condemned 3/20/2006
39. Netherworld 3/29/2006
40. The Indispensables 4/10/2006

Comments about Tony Jolley

  • Jerry Hughes (1/3/2009 4:06:00 PM)

    I have no hesitation saying Tony Jolly is one of the best educated, and imaginative writers gracing the pages of poemhunter...

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Best Poem of Tony Jolley

Your Left Hand

...For my daughter, upon watching her play piano and finding melodies of a beauty so far out of my reach...

Your left hand looked a lot like mine – but it wasn’t.
Your left hand moved a little like mine – but with far greater grace
[well, it would, wouldn’t it – you suit so well the name we gave you].

Fluency flowed liberally from your fingertips,
For all the world as if the keys were calling for your caress:
Attending upon your attention.
Michaelangelo sought the shape in the stone –
Do you likewise feel the form in your compositions unborn?
Do you hear ...

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Hot Salt Rain

Tropical torrent:
Hot, salt rain pouring from my every pore,
Splashing, soaking, saturating your heaving, forest floor;
Each and every dropp shining, shaking,
Surface tension fighting for foothold
Upon unusually unstable ground,
Wracked and rent by fearsome, feral forces
Raging from the epicentre of the earthquake
Deep in the pit of you,

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