ros barber



Published by Anvil, September 2004.

How Things Are on Thursday "Ros Barber's impressive first collection takes us on a moving, and sometimes unsettling journey through the recollections of childhood and lost innocence, the ups and downs of family life, and the everyday sadness of human relations. She writes well about the simple epiphanies of everyday life too, the hope and optimism that lies on the other side of darkness. Her poems have an enviable clarity and confidence, tough and edgy, but also full of lyrical turns and flourishes. How Things Are on Thursday is an honest, unflinching and hugely satisfying debut." - Neil Rollinson

REVIEWS:
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"Barber’s special distinction is that she has succeeded in writing a collection which grants as much to the general reader as it does to the devotee of contemporary poetry."
- Kate Keogan in PN Review, Summer 2006

"A 'traditional' contemporary poet along the lines of Larkin"
- Sarah Law in Orbis # 133

"Her honesty and directness make for an assured first collection"
- Carole Bromley in The North #36

This book includes the Embassy Court poems, extracts of which were featured on the Meridian TV programme "The Frame", broadcast 3rd December 2004.

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What Happens To Women

It’s what happens to women, no matter who you are.
Divine inside? They’ll only see the face.
It’s coming, despite your warmth, your grit, your heart–
the sudden shift from beauty, to disgrace.
A light snapped off, and you’re gone. You’re in the dark.
No-one can see you now. You are unglued,
for while you slept, the world took you softly apart.
Now man after man walks through the ghost of you.


On a morning like any other, she wakes to find
her lover moved out, and all her admirers gone
from her steps, as if with one breath, one mind,
they abandoned their roses there like skeletons.
A half-penned love note stutters towards the sea,
embarrassed, undoing its ‘love’, and ‘dear’, and ‘we’.


From the Embassy Court sonnets
Commissioned for ArchiTEXTS 2002
Published in How Things Are On Thursday, Anvil 2004