Simon Armitage Quotes

Oh dire, dreadful death, you drag your heels.
Why dawdle and draw back? You drown my heart.

And wonder, dread and war
have lingered in that land
where loss and love in turn
have held the upper hand.

Prose fills a space, like a liquid poured in from the top, but poetry occupies it, arrays itself in formation, sets up camp and refuses to budge.