IRENE NOEL-BAKER   Poet
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Poetry

Artemis Poems (IV)
Departure
Dutiful Wife
Eros in Piccadilly
Erotisis (Question)
Facing Hydra
Fair Hermia
Homage to Sylvia Plath
Homewards
Jalousie
Letters Home (I)
Letters Home (II)
Letters Home (III)
Letters Home (IV)
Letters Home (V)
Marriage
Masquerade
Mystery
Old Flame
Old Photos
Parsifal
Parsifal II
Persephone to Demeter
The Church at Malaucene
The Music
Train Journey

 

Greek Translations

Άρτεμις IV
Μασκαράτα
Στο Τραίνο

 

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Changing the Story
River Work

Homewards

The black road gleams out of the rain
Guiding me on through the dusk

Autumn is late and full this year
November
And the trees still wearing summer clothes

They bend and lean and coax me back home
Festooning, generous, sun-bitten;

Perhaps to welcome winter
And the white cracked earth that will reveal itself

Or for the sweetness of the late persimmon
Loading its branch with orange globes
Bursting their skins

Or for the sudden sun
That burnishes that wood beyond the field

Illuminates a skein of geese, to turn them into pearls
Picked out to glint and gleam against the subtle
Grey-blue cloth
That the sky has impulsively decided to fling on.

Irene Noel-Baker (2009-12)