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    [post_content] => I can’t hear them coming up behind me
whether a vehicle or bicycle without a bell.
If I tried to turn or look over my shoulder
I’d tumble to tarmac or cobble so
I keep going yard by yard until
I can side-step out of the way,
let them pass. The danger is
they may not wait for the slow
progress of my walking stick
on our narrow no pavement ways.
At times I think there’s a vehicle behind me
but when I stop, side-step and slowly,
slowly turn, the street is quiet and bare.
Sometimes I’m confused by
a mountainous motorbike bearing down
on me, its impatient roar thundering
through our old stone ways.
The danger is I could stay at home.
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Heidi: "One of the things I admired about ‘The Danger is’ was its structure. It takes us straight into the action of being unable to hear possible threats. By repeating the title phrase, a sense of expectation is created, which is powerfully reversed at the end. I had the sense that the poet had worked on the sounds in each line – listen to/look at those long vowel sounds and soft ‘l’s and ‘s’s. A quietness permeates the piece that supports the subject of not hearing. It made me want to read the poem aloud – always a good sign. One of the reasons I turn to poetry is to understand others’ worlds and my own in greater depth, and this poem did that for me admirably."

Hilary: "This poem came to me on one of my daily walks from my home by the Plymouth waterfront. For me walking now requires close concentration due to difficulties with balance, mobility and hearing, which are all part of a normal ageing process. It is very tempting to give in and stay at home, to avoid the fast, busy world out there but I too belong to this world, so no matter how scary I try to carry on."
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The Danger is

Hilary Jupp

I can’t hear them coming up behind me
whether a vehicle or bicycle without a bell.
If I tried to turn or look over my shoulder
I’d tumble to tarmac or cobble so
I keep going yard by yard until
I can side-step out of the way,
let them pass. The danger is
they may not wait for the slow
progress of my walking stick
on our narrow no pavement ways.
At times I think there’s a vehicle behind me
but when I stop, side-step and slowly,
slowly turn, the street is quiet and bare.
Sometimes I’m confused by
a mountainous motorbike bearing down
on me, its impatient roar thundering
through our old stone ways.
The danger is I could stay at home.