Gerald Parker : Writing

Valediction

Valediction

A Poem by Gerald Parker


(On hearing that my old school is being pulled down after 93 years.)They’re demolishing my old school without asking,the classrooms have been em..
Divertimento

Divertimento

A Poem by Gerald Parker


What goes from A to Band itself never turnsbut turns A into Band back to A in turns?What brings a divertimento backas leaves turn to carpetand trees s..
Council Meeting

Council Meeting

A Poem by Gerald Parker


Objection started it:broke the kindling tension.Words inflamed one corner,flared around the room.They leapt to their feet;drew burning swordsto blaze ..
Espédaillac - portrait of a French village

Espédaillac - portrait of a French village

A Story by Gerald Parker


The church stands helpless above the village,its bell switched to silent since midnight,the count-down to eternity on hold.Second homers, holiday slee..
A Family Man

A Family Man

A Poem by Gerald Parker


" Mr Hussein sends his apologies:things are difficult at work;he can’t change his shifts anymoreto come to these meetings.”We shall miss y..
My Copy of the Proust

My Copy of the Proust

A Story by Gerald Parker


Letter to a friend, not sent after I heard that he'd had a second more serious stroke.Sorry I've kept you waiting for the Proust. Remember, you wanted..
Going through the Photos

Going through the Photos

A Poem by Gerald Parker


This was at Alan's in '89.We could hear the dishwasherhard at it in the kitchenlike an au pair on heatrushing to knock off early.They had a new extens..
Something You Said

Something You Said

A Story by Gerald Parker


You said "Enjoy what you do." Is that one of those valedictory imperatives like "Have a nice day" somebody coined without realising that they are extr..
Story in Three Fonts

Story in Three Fonts

A Story by Gerald Parker


“I’m beginning to think this holiday was a big mistake.”He made no attempt to hide the irritation in his voice. He reached out for h..
Frayed Cords

Frayed Cords

A Poem by Gerald Parker


If I went back,I could show themwhere the air raid shelter used to be,my father's shed ankle-deepin perfumed shavings,and the exact spot on the wallwh..

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