Mark Ford: Selected Poems

After he threw he through a plate glass window, nature seemed that much closer. Even the dastardly division in society might be healed by a first-rate glazier. Of course, on Sundays families still picnicked boldly on the village green, and afterwards marveled at the blacksmith's glowing forge— how strong they all were in those days! And yet how small! Even a man only six foot tall was then esteemed a veritable giant. Surely the current furor over architecture would have evoked from them only pitying smiles. Meanwhile the market for landscapes has never been firmer. This view, for instance, includes seven counties, and a bull charging around in its paddock. was born in Nairobi, Kenya, in 1962. He has published three collections of poetry and a biography of the French writer Raymond Roussel and is the editor of Frank O'Hara's . He has also translated Roussel's and is the editor of . He lives in London, England.