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Roger McGough is the new President of the
Poetry Society! McGough has just written a new poem for the Poetry Society as part of its
Look North More Often project, which was performed by children at the official lighting-up of the Christmas tree in London’s Trafalgar Square. His poem,
Roots combines words, lines and images by children from twelve primary schools in London and Lincolnshire, and can be seen
displayed around the tree on decorative blue banners until 4 January 2012.
'His poetry is like a supermodel who can complete a Sudoku puzzle moments before swishing down the catwalk --- easy on the eye and smart as a whip.'
Lorne Jackson, Birmingham Daily Post
New out for children
An Imaginary Menagerie by Roger McGough
A witty and wicked collection of poems by Britain's best-loved poet, featuring an amazing A-Z of animals real and
imaginary and illustrations by the author. (Frances Lincoln Children's Books)
'Classic Roger McGough... Kids love these poems.'The Guardian
Roger
McGough, ‘a trickster you
can trust’, is one of Britain’s best-loved poets for
both adults & children.
Artwork by Paul
Gregg
He was awarded his O.B.E. for services to
poetry in 1997 and more recently a C.B.E. He was recently
honoured with the Freedom of the City of Liverpool.
His latest poetry volume is That Awkward Age
(Penguin) and, new for children, The Imaginary
Menagerie (Frances Lincoln) with
illustrations by the author. Live concert cd Lively available here.
"There you go son. Makes you smell like
Roger McGough."
© Bill Stott www.billstott.freeuk.com
His autobiography Said And Done (Century)
explores overnight fame with Lily The Pink, The Scaffold and
Yellow Submarine which he helped write for the Beatles.
'the
patron saint of poetry' Carol
Ann Duffy
‘He is a true original and more than one generation
would be much the poorer without him’ The
Times
'Liverpool's own Poet Laureate' Daily Post
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extract from A FINE ROMANCE
Excuse me darling, in advance
for the slow, macabre dance
I may one day lead you into.
Holding you too tight for comfort
and whispering endearments,
if I should call you by another's name,
a lover's perhaps, from years ago,
don't be startled. It's just a slip
of the moonlight.
© Roger McGough That Awkward Age Penguin
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PAY-BACK TIME
O Lord, let me be a burden on my children
For long they've been a burden upon me.
May they fetch and carry, clean and scrub
And do so cheerfully.
Let them take it in turns at putting me up
Nice sunny rooms at the top of the stairs
With a walk-in bath and lift installed
At great expense.....Theirs.
Insurance against the body-blows of time
Isn't that what having children's all about?
To bring them up knowing that they owe you
And can't contract out?
What is money for but to spend on their schooling?
Designer clothes, mindless hobbies, usual stuff.
Then as soon as they're earning, off they go
Well, enough's enough.
It's been a blessing watching them develop
The parental pride we felt as each one grew.
But Lord, let me be a burden on my children
And on my children's children too.
© Roger McGough Selected Poems Penguin
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