
Carol Anne Duffy has just been appointed the first female
Poet Laureate after Andrew Motion's term came to an end. She will be in the post for 10 years and as well as being the first woman to have this honour she is also the first openly gay holder of the position in the 341 year history of the post.
Carole Anne Duffy's poetry is incredibly popular and she is frequently studied by pupils at GCSE and A Level.
Recently she was in the news when a poem she wrote,
Education for Leisure was removed from the AQA anthologies amid fears that it excused or glamourised violence, specifically stabbing.
One of Duffy's main ideas is to give a voice to women who have been overlooked or ignored in history. Her collection of poems,
The World's Wife, presents events from the viewpoints of Anne Hathaway, Mrs Darwin, The Kray Sisters and the Devil's Wife.
She has a way of writing in a deceptively simple style which hides the fact that her ideas and images operate on many levels. One of my favourite poems, Valentine offers an onion up as the best symbolic love token. Duffy's skill lies in taking something as mundane and ordinary as an onion and turning it into something meaningful and beautiful.
Valentine by Carol Ann Duffy
Not a red rose or a satin heart.
I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.
Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.
I am trying to be truthful.
Not a cute card or a kissogram.
I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.
Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding-ring,
if you like.
Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.