Even the sky by Paul Stephenson
- Dust
- 2 days ago
- 1 min read
Even the sky
after Duran Parsi
has started voting for populist parties.
It rains that much harder on immigrants,
their accommodation flooding meaning
they’re victims of freak summer weather.
Insurance firms won’t pay up. They insist
on the finer points in pages of small print,
talk of acts of God and force majeure to those
who don’t speak English. Safe in the dry
you can’t help but wonder how stateless
kids can concentrate enough to keep up
with coursework on the causes of coastal
erosion, wearing away in two-man tents,
their canvas satchels and textbooks soaked
while posh folk turn their back on campsites,
buy luxury caravans in some cheap protest.
And I think to myself it must be hell to bang
plastic pegs with a steel stake hammer
into the blue linoleum floors of temporary
shelters like sports halls and gymnasia
and commandeered community centres.
Seeing a sequel of dark clouds roll in
I go back to the TV and switch over,
and glued to the low-pressure system – cut
to live reports of extreme precipitation.
Paul Stephenson’s debut collection Hard Drive was published by Carcanet in 2023. It was shortlisted for the Lambda Literary Award and for the Polari Book Prize 2024. He has three pamphlets: Those People (Smith/Doorstop, 2015), The Days that Followed Paris (HappenStance, 2016), and Selfie with Waterlilies (Paper Swans Press, 2017).