William Pryor Poems
- Ending Ending, fending the ending, off pending, you wait
- The Autumn Of Metaphors The ladder leans on our wall we ...
- Koanitions The day the one-armed bandit clapped his ...
- Providence And Inwardleigh this - fresh made out of ...
- Incursions Long burgeons the last cello swells with cut ...
- At Times Of Self I sign your thigh flourish my pot belly as...
- As If As if circling furious surrounded ...
• 29th January,1945- born in Farnborough, Hants where Old-Etonian, entomologist father, Mark, worked for the Royal Aircraft Establishment, inventing the glue that held the wooden airframes of Mosquito aircraft together. Mark was one of three sons of Walter, squire of Weston, near Baldock in Hertfordshire, where the family fortune was founded first on carting “night-soil” out of London, then, in the 18th century, on being Quaker brewers.
• Mother, Sophie, one of two daughters of Gwen, granddaughter of Charles Darwin. Gwen was friends with Rupert Brooke, Stanley Spencer and Virginia Woolf and married the French painter Jacques Raverat in 1912. After Jacques’ death from MS in France in ... more »
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Comments about William Pryor
fending the ending,
pending, you wait
through your fate;
you queue for the bus
the lasting seconds
you fend for dear life
it's death again
yes you do,
taking the bus
the Santa Fanta fuss
to the emergency shopping centre
still you can't see;
so much mending
tear in the very fabric,
just fending the ending, ...