The Colour of Black & White: Poems 1984–2003
By Liz Lochhead
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Liz Lochhead is one of Scotland’s most beloved contemporary poets. In this wide-ranging collection, she offers poems of love, death and iconic figures; Jungian archetypes who often speak in their own voices. There are also poems set in her native Lanarkshire; poems dedicated to other poets; and a section of “unrespectable” poetry—rude verses, rhyming toasts, and music hall monologues.
The collaboration with the printmaker Willie Rodger was also an essential part of the making of this book. Lochhead, long an admirer of Rodger’s work, felt that he was a kindred spirit. His poetically pared down and essential linocuts accentuate the positive and the negative, the black and the white.
Liz Lochhead
Liz Lochhead was born in Motherwell in 1947. While studying at the Glasgow School of Art she began to write seriously, gradually losing her way with her initial dream of becoming a painter. Her first book of poetry, Memo for Spring, was published in 1972 and sold 5,000 copies. The Scottish-Canadian Writers Exchange Fellowship,1978–9, marked her transition to full-time writer. She has since published several plays and poetry collections including A Choosing and most recently Fugitive Colours. Liz Lochhead was Scots Makar from 2011–2016.
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The Colour of Black & White - Liz Lochhead
I
The Unknown Citizen
How to exist
except
in a land of unreadable signs and ambiguous symbols
except
between the hache and the ampersand
except
between the ankh and the ziggurat
between the fylfot and the fleur de lys
between the cross and the crescent
between the twinned sigrunes and the swastika
or the sauvastika its mirror image, its opposite –
meaning darkness/light whichever –
with a blank page for a passport
except
under some flag
some bloody flag with a
crucially five
(or a six or a seven)
pointed star?
The Man in the Comic Strip
For the man in the comic strip
things are not funny. No wonder he’s
running in whichever direction his pisspoor
piston legs are facing
getting nowhere fast.
If only he had the sense he was born with
he’d know there is a world of difference
between the thinks bubble and the speech balloon
and when to keep it zipped, so, with a visible fastener.
But his mouth is always getting him into trouble.
Fistfights blossom round him,
there are flowers explode when the punches connect.
A good idea is a lightbulb, but too seldom.
When he curses, spirals
and asterisks and exclamation marks
whizz around his head like his always palpable distress.
Fear comes off him like petals from a daisy.
Anger brings lightning down on his head and
has him hopping.
Hunger fills the space around him
with floating ideograms of roasted chickens
and iced buns like maidens’ breasts the way
the scent of money fills his eyes with dollar signs.
For him the heart is always a beating heart,
True Love –
always comically unrequited.
The unmistakeable silhouette of his one-and-only
will always be kissing another
behind the shades at her window
and, down-at-the-mouth, he’ll
always have to watch it from the graphic
lamplit street.
He never knows what is around the corner
although we can see it coming.
When he is shocked his hair stands perfectly on end.
But his scream is a total zero and he knows it.
Knows to beware of the zigzags of danger,
knows how very different from
the beeline of zees that is a hostile horizontal buzzing
of singleminded insects swarming after him
are the gorgeous big haphazard zeds of sleep.
In the Black and White Era
for Ian McMillan
‘Hitchcock,
there was a Hitchcock on.’ he said. ‘Lifeboat.
I’d harped on about it that much that Dad and I
had stayed up late to watch it.
Cocoa, and there we were, father and son in
nineteen-fifties checky dressing gowns and striped pyjamas.
Mum was up late too, footering with the packing
because next day we were going on our holidays.
The big black and white TV
was a boiling box of cruel grey sea,’
he said, ‘when the door went.
We were normally such a family of early bedders too,
and my Mum was all for not answering –
the time of night and us going our holidays tomorrow –
which wasn’t a bit like her, not normally,
and obviously – door went again, and then again –
wasn’t going to be on, now was it? So
when she changed her tune from
Don’t go, Jack,
to You better go, Jack,
Dad tied his cord again tighter and went to answer it.
What I remember, and I do remember
whatever my Mum says, and though my Dad denies it,
is the man sitting there on our settee,
sitting there the way no visitor ever sat,
not normally, without so much as a cup of tea
and a biscuit, which was unheard of, with that big dog of his
wetly wolfing down the water my mother –
and this wasn’t like her – had so very grudgingly
brought it in that flowered bowl I’d never seen before.
I’ve never seen you before in my life,
said my Dad to the man. And, honestly
it wasn’t like him to be blunt like that.
This was after the man looked long at him and said,
"I know you, you’re Jack Jones, I was
on the same ship as you, Ark Royal, remember?"
My Mum was wringing her hands and saying,
"A fine time of night this is to come to folk’s door –
and here they’re away on their holidays tomorrow too!
You with your shaggydog stories of walking to Hamilton
and needing a bowl of water for your dog.
The doorstep wasn’t good enough for you, was it?"
The TV was still on. Lifeboat. Which, with
a visitor in, it wouldn’t have been, not normally.
A Hitchcock I never saw the end of,
not that night,
and as far as I know has never been repeated.’