About the poet
Colette Bryce was born in Derry, Northern Ireland, and lived in London for many years before...
The Poetry Bug
has eight root-like
tentacles or feelers, rough
it loves the lovers’ bed or couch
and feeds, thrives I should say
than feasting on the dust
of love’s shucked husk
the micro-detritus of us.
from Self-Portrait in the Dark (Picador, 2008), © Colette Bryce 2008, used by permission of the author and the publisher
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