Photo, Colin Clarke ARPS

Take comfort from this
You have a book in your hand
Not a loaded gun or a parking fine
Or an invitation card to the wedding
Of the one you should have married

A new book of poems by Roger McGough is always an event and As Far As I Know is truly a cause for celebration. Hilarious and surreal, he is a poet of many voices. Menace and melancholy there may be, but with plenty of McGough's characteristic wit and wordplay too. (pub.Penguin)

A dirty syringe or a deadly scorpion
A molotov cocktail or an overdose
Not a loaded gun or a parking fine
You have a book in your hand
Take comfort from this

'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.

Photo, Patrick Neale

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.

Live concert cd Lively available here.

"There you go son. Makes you smell like Roger McGough."
© Bill Stott 

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

Artwork by Paul Gregg

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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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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