November 28, 2010

I wore the silly hat
the gown was like a habit

the ceremony rang for hours
I clapped after every certificate.

Michael Parkinson was there
and a correspondant
who’d been to the desert

afterwards there was a buffet
with plastic dishes
of pesto pasta.

My mother drank
5 glasses of free champagne

my tea-total father even had one
to be sure of getting his money’s worth.

We went for lunch in a tiny restaurant
French flags and brisk waiters

I had an omelette
with chips and cabbage

My mother cried
too much wine.
I said I loved her.

There was snow all the way
as we drove back home

I slept on a rug
in front of a fire.

I dreamt of reading
and frozen poems

and paper scrolls
and icy tires.


2 Responses to “Graduation”

  1. Congratulations Lydia!
    Am looking forward to The Venus Papers. Hope rehearsals are going well.
    See you at Word!

  2. Thanks Jayne. Really glad you’re coming along XX

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