Blue is the colour,
Football is the game;
We’re all together
And winning is our name.
I’ll come right out with it: I hated that chant so much it sickens me that I know which football team it was about. I hate football. I despise the aggressive competitiveness it harbours; not to mention the sectarian attitude it engenders. And the game itself bores me to nausea.
However, there are plenty more associations with the colour ‘blue’ – the theme for this year’s poem-cycle – that create a reaction in me, whether in my intellect, my emotions, or my guts.
And that’s what this month’s ‘Canto’ is all about.
Twelve Tones of BlueCanto III: Threes; colours of blue, and character-centres: heart, brain, guts.
Tripartite: pale and deep and little-boy baby
Collar, stocking, about-to-set-sail navy
Royal, Oxbridge, Tory
Camberwell Beauty, bottle or bell
Bird or berry, whale or jell
A print, report or censorial pencil
Jarmon, Kieslowski, or pornographic flick
Darling of the moment, cheese or microchip -
All of these: the brain and heart and guts of it.