Painters and poets share the same acute vision but it is rare to find someone who combines both skills. Samples of Godfrey's poetry are included here since without them any story of his life would be incomplete.
The following apposite example is taken from his anthology "Cardigans for Granny"
Love in the Gallery
No solitary girl
With Titian hair
Gazing with Rosetti eyes.
No freckled wonder,
With legs as long as night
Standing there by the Henry Moore.
No grey-haired sculptor
With Apache cheeks
Sitting cross legged beside the bronzes.
No fetching remnant of sixties joy.
I guess the only dates around
Are saucy Victorian models
Following your buttocks up the stairs,
Cheeks redder in your descent.
Beauty falls from the walls
Grabs your groin with impish wit.
A thousand hot rewards
In draughty studios and bedsits
Cling to these mitred angles
Hopeful of a passing shoulder,
A head which is not drowned in self.
© Godfrey Talbot