Three or four years ago, I knew I
wanted to write about the footballing heroes of my childhood, those
lower-league footballers who triumphed and failed before my eyes, who evoked a
sense of masculinity that was hugely different to today’s view of men, whose team
generated a sense of belonging among the local fans. In short, I knew I wanted
to write directly about Aldershot F.C. footballers of the 1980s, but indirectly
about far more. However, I didn’t know how to go about putting such a group of
poems together. And that was when I read Stanley Cook’s excellent poetry for
the first time.
Cook wrote two separate pamphlets on
the back of his time working as a schoolteacher, Form Photograph
(Phoenix/Peterloo, 1971) and Staff Photograph (Peterloo Poets, 1972). In
each case, he created a set of vignettes. The first batch, of course, were
pupils, while the second were teachers. He generated these portraits of
individuals within a specific context, building a wider picture of society through the implicit dialogues that were generated among the poems, accumulating his effects via verbal collage.
On reading Cook’s poems, I admired
them immensely and suddenly realised I could adapt his technique to my
footballers. And rather than using a photo, I was drawn to the team sheet that
appeared on the back of every programme, and thus ‘Starting Eleven’, the second section in Whatever You Do, Just Don’t, started
to take shape. Thank you, Stanley! I’d like to think you’d enjoy my poems too…
Lately, it’s been about counting. Years. Runs. Words. Work. Breaths. Days.
Trees.
60 years - a number I may not have made. There was, among so many other...
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