Poetry

It goes on one at a time,
it starts when you care to act,
it starts when you do it again after they said no,
it starts when you say we and know who you mean,
and each day you mean one more.

Marge Piercy

Friday, 22 November 2019 23:05

The election: A Slip of the Tongue

Written by Jim Mainland

in Poetry

A Slip of the Tongue by Jim Mainland Forgive me, but I rarely listen to the flagging-ship Today programme these days. However, a nonagenarianacquaintance of mine who ‘takes’, as you chaps say, the hard-right organs The Telegraph, Spectator and Mail – these days your target demographic, it would seem –…

Today BBC bias

Wednesday, 13 November 2019 10:35

The election: Stockholm Syndrome

Written by Michael Jarvie

in Poetry

Stockholm Syndrome By Michael Jarvie We've been cheated and castratedBy a toff in evening dress.His name's de Pfeffel JohnsonAnd he's serving Eton mess. He's a racist and a scoundrelAnd a homophobic loon.He's a chancer and a cowardWho will dance to Donald's tune. Then there's Nigel with his roublesAnd his Russian…

Saturday, 09 November 2019 11:02

The election: Irises along the canal

Written by Mair De-Gare Pitt

in Poetry

Irises along the canal by Mair De-Gare Pitt Fly the flag for the menwho dug and died on these banks.Brandish your torch for their wake. Their country was work.Their time was cheap.It was bought and sold. Fly the flag for sunny days.Nod at your face in the shadowy glass.Bring a…

nationalism Trump le Pen

K2_PUBLISHED_ON Wednesday, 06 November 2019 12:28

The election: Vomiticious

in Poetry

Written by Chris Nash

BJ and the One Percent Nation by Chris Nash, with cartoon by Martin Gollan So you voted with Facebook, not for the many, but the few, For ‘the BJ’, his public school, anti-establishment crew,Now thanks to an iPhone crony from Club BullingdonLet’s live-stream the election night, tax-payer celebration,The feast of…

K2_PUBLISHED_ON Wednesday, 06 November 2019 09:47

To A Different Country

in Poetry

Written by Mike Jenkins

To A Different Country by Mike Jenkins We were selling ticketsfor a journey to a different country(our own, yet changed totally).At the station our flags flappedin a strange windstirring from valley to mountaindespite the frosty stillnessof another Monday morning. ‘But it’s the same old train!’moaned the half-asleepcommuters heading for the…

K2_PUBLISHED_ON Thursday, 31 October 2019 08:51

Last-Ditch Bojo

in Poetry

Written by Chris Norris

Last-Ditch Bojo by Chris Norris Prime Minister Boris Johnson said on Thursday he would ‘rather be dead in a ditch’ than delay Brexit beyond next month. - Economic Times, September 6, 2019 You've done your worst, let chaos loose,And brought us close to ruin,But now you'll find it's your own…

K2_PUBLISHED_ON Thursday, 10 October 2019 10:23

Because There Is No Planet B

in Poetry

Written by Sally Flint

Because There Is No Planet B by Sally Flint WE MARCH to the square, as if we might clear the atmosphere's carbon overload by shouting: It's not too late. WE MARCH past banks, Costas, the plastic filled pound shop, and a new vegan restaurant where waiters call out: Our boss…

Extinction Rebellion Climate Emergency

Thursday, 10 October 2019 08:33

My Blood

Written by Sutputra Radheye

in Poetry

My blood by Sutputra Radheye poets are sleepingwith flowers in gardens across brothelswhen the rest of the city-crumbles like pieces of breadfalling in the fire of communalism. Their beds are warm like their fleshas the scandalous lips wear their skin dragging their words to the climax junctionof neon sigh-sparkling impotency.…

Thursday, 10 October 2019 08:23

A Very Northern Inheritance

Written by Linda Burnett

in Poetry

A Very Northern Inheritance by Linda Burnett An agony of worker aunts passed martyrdom along the female line. Each rivulet of steam and sweat, reamed achingly from unsung toil, puddled in the gene pool of the North. Eyes halfway to heaven, anchored by a hyphenated mouth, traced blueprints for our…

Tuesday, 08 October 2019 15:25

An Unannounced Inspection

Written by Ray Miller

in Poetry

An Unannounced Inspection by Raymond Miller and the royals are in for questions, under threatof Special Measures. The Household Cavalryshake and spray on popular street corners,then watch the kettles boil, before they burrowunder cover to bugger those who wished a burkhamade Her Highness less familiar. Miss Camilla has been cautioned…

Friday, 04 October 2019 14:21

Canticle of the Sun: for the Feast of St. Francis

Written by Fran Lock

in Poetry

Canticle of the Sun for the feast of St. Francis, 4 October by Fran Lock And what if we should feel like singing? Liftour undefended faces to the light, and catcha discredited tongue, gold and fleet in upper air. Hey, you up there! To you a reeling blessing;love’s honeyed physic,…