C.P. Stewart

The Road

Down an avenue of limes
into the setting sun,

one warm October evening.
Above, the rooks returning,

and the lights coming on
in the red-brick Georgian houses.

Two hundred yards, or so,
until the road bent left.

I shall not forget the way you went.

—From Taking it In

CP

C.P. Stewart lives with his family in North Yorkshire. Formerly singer and songwriter with the cult band Laughing Gravy, his poetry has been widely published in England, Canada and the United States. He is currently the poetry editor of Sotto Voce. Koo Poetry Press will be publishing a chapbook of his poems Taking it In on November 1, 2009.

Two Poems

The March
C.P. Stewart

Somewhere
back there
something died.

Or was left behind.

We did not stop.

Now, eager for sleep,
we tell ourselves stories.

It was only a dream,
and of no practical use,
even to our enemies.

—The March first appeared in Monkey Kettle

Missed
C.P. Stewart

You never stayed long at their side;
it was the same on every walk,
you’d push ahead or fall behind,
they didn’t mind, knowing,
that sooner or later,
you would run to catch them up,
or be waiting, there, around the bend.

Until you went both ways at once.


CP

C.P. Stewart lives with his family in North Yorkshire. Formerly singer and songwriter with the cult band Laughing Gravy, his poetry has been widely published in England, Canada and the United States. He is currently the poetry editor of Sotto Voce magazine.