SixPoets

Jan Petersen

I was born in Bristol to a family of Scots. I left school with one O' Level and no game plan. After working in a variety of places, from a psychiatric hospital in Stoke-on-Trent to a record company in Los Angeles, I decided to get an education and in the mid 90s, after 17 years in North America, I returned to the UK and completed a first degree in Women's Studies and an MA in Writing Studies.

My poetry has appeared in magazines, anthologies and in 2007 a collection of prose poetry was published in West Coast, North Hill (Flax Books). I also write very short/flash fiction and my first play for radio was highly commended in the BBC Radio 4 2006 Alfred Bradley Bursary Award competition and I am currently working on my second.

I feel privileged to be a member of such a talented group. I'm a lazy writer and the and the regular writing days give me a much needed kick-start.


Couched

Side by side, without words
without touch, we sat
on the old red couch.
You always hated it

just like I hated the cologne
your mother sent each year
wrapped in the same gold paper
with the same damn bow.

You wouldn't even look
at me. I touched your thigh;
you recoiled. That was the moment
I knew it was over.

We sold the house. You got the car.
I kept the couch. At night
I sink into its softness,
try to smell your cologne.

©Jan Petersen 2006

Published in ‘Out of Love' Anthology (Leaf Books)


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