The British Council has supported these recordings as part of the Shakespeare Lives in 2016 programme celebrating the work of William Shakespeare on the 400th anniversary of his death.
We name our years in numbers and behold, I said,
this new one hangs ahead, plump and divisible.
I poked my cold head round the corner of December,
whose bare evenings sang to me of the future,
until I could see all 365 days laid out from east
to west. A few things stick with me:
a sea view, night-time, lights across the by and by,
wet, black shapes, perhaps the heads of seals;
the Northern Line, glowing with afterworkers –
and someone humming, unless the future is a lie;
a laptop screen: keystrokes and the words expire,
metadata, prism, nourished, homeland, boundless
informant. My beloveds, I will see all of this
and I will leave it, in one order or another, to you.