Bevil Luck

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Rhyme

If the English word for love
had instead been ligeon
would we say “vermin” to the dove—
write paeans to the pigeon?

Grace

Pray fall on this hour
a benison
that we may devour
our venison.

Bevil Luck was born and grew up in the Fowey Valley in Cornwall. He read English at Merton College, Oxford before completing his doctorate on the poetry of F.T. Prince in 2019 at the University of Southampton. He now lives on a boat in Oxford. His verse-translation of the twelfth century song “Leu chansonet’ e vil” by Giraut de Bornelh was published in Delos in autumn 2018. He has also had poems published in The Brazen Head, Grand Little Things, and Ekstasis Magazine.