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| The Poetry of Nicholas Hancock The Poet of Despair Published by The British Hancock Society with the permission of the author. |
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| LEAVING MY SCENT I signed my name in Liverpool on my home streets in bright white letters – JOHN BOY, a shout of paint to every passing motorist. Graffiti-literate from St Finbar’s School, I gave a triple loop below my name (copied from an English queen – I forget her name), and no one could avoid that big, bold, staring JOHN BOY. On plywood shuttering empty Dingle houses, on Wavertree walls, on Park Road ruins, white on red (the red of Mr Durham’s neck at Finbar School, Mr Durham, sir, who taught us catechism in a droning boredom long ago) I stroked my flourishes to tell the world, ‘I’m me, I’m John Boy, sir!’ I signed my name in streets the colour of Kwik Save meat. |
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