SkaterOut into the cold
from Fiona Sampson: The Guardian: Rough Music by Fiona Sampson
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She belongs with the archetypal tricksters of these islands, Sheelagh na Gig and Jack in the Green, and speaks to our disgusted fascination with what might lie beyond cosy belonging: "how the dark of her eye/can bring you on, or the wet of her lip, how the dab of cuckoo-spit/that fell to her thigh from some dead-head or seed-pod/has left a trickle of glisten".
from Fiona Sampson: The Independent: Night, By David Harsent
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