Poems

Sonnet 10: Iron Urns

DPS blur 10 Iron Urns

“but we can’t contain the dead, / they’re roused from sleep to sour the air”

• Tamar Yoseloff on Iron Urns: “Iron is one of the recurring words and metaphors in the sequence, something hard and durable in the face of destruction and disappearance. But the setting for me is not really Raymouth Road; I had in mind one of those City parks that stand on deconsecrated ground and hold multitudes of the unnamed London dead.”

• The full sonnet is published in Formerly, available here
Iron Urns has also appeared in the online journal London Grip, summer 2012 edition
• Listen to Tamar Yoseloff reading Iron Urns at the Poetry Library (not yet available)