Poetry

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

I Want To Be The Light
Monday, 07 March 2016 20:27

I Want To Be The Light

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In honour of International Women’s Day, I would like to share with you some new poetry that I have been writing which looks at women from the past, who I have a lot to be thankful for. I have also been exploring issues that women have to tackle day in…
Phenomenal Woman, That's Me
Monday, 07 March 2016 09:19

Phenomenal Woman, That's Me

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Sheree Mack, the poet mentioned by Andy Croft in his article on the privatisation of poetry, presents a selection of poems to mark International Women's Day. Phenomenal Woman, That's Me by Maya Angelou ‘Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's sizeBut when I start…
Women Without Face
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Sunday, 06 March 2016 11:11

Be Someone

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Be Someone For Christ’s sake,learn to typeand have somethingto fall back on. Be someone,make something of yourself,look at Gertrudo Ganley. Always draw the curtainswhen the lights are on. Have nothing to dowith the Shantalla gang,get yourself a right manwith a Humber Sceptre. For Christ’s sakewash your neckbefore going into God’s…
Aberfan and the Free Wales Army
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Sunday, 28 February 2016 12:40

Aberfan and the Free Wales Army

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This year is the 50th anniversary of the Aberfan disaster. The injustices that the bereaved families of Aberfan had to deal with on top of their grief were beyond belief. Deborah Price remembers how the Free Wales Army helped the families of Aberfan, and Mike Jenkins memorialises the disaster with a poem.…
Neptune's Staff
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Thursday, 25 February 2016 17:44

Neptune's Staff

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Many-headed monsterencased in thick dark metalas it sails the silent seasits existence an outragea deep immoralityfathomless in ignoranceand the thought of replacingthis monster with anothermore gruesome than everas the oceans riseand refugees fleeand hungry children cry outseems to stink to high heaventhat can only rebuke usand say it may cost…
Two Poems by William Rowe
Monday, 15 February 2016 22:44

Two Poems by William Rowe

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the sound of pigs falling the sound of pigs fallinghas fallen out of words///dear dead///some next-level revolution comingcancels your silencepunching holes in the name of thingswhich bodyfrom our bodies fallthe people armednever bemystical dreamsin other wordsexceedsits representationpoetry is a virusmutatingright infrontof your face   index there’s someonewhose need is reversed…
A Poetics of Struggle: An Introduction to the Poetry of William Rowe
Monday, 15 February 2016 22:26

A Poetics of Struggle: An Introduction to the Poetry of William Rowe

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Steve Willey introduces the 'poetics of negative energy' in two poems of William Rowe, the sound of pigs falling and index, published above. at the endof each linepoetryagitatesinside its ownsilenceits all silent painforce gatherscuspsit names / what canno longer be saidof what we haveforgottenwe can’t say William Rowe’s poetry is…
Ewsed T Be Ooverville
Monday, 01 February 2016 17:20

Ewsed T Be Ooverville

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Em’tiness. Them factree sheds.The las shift leavesan ev’ry machine stops. We ewsed t be Ooverville,ower washin-machinessent all overlike rails an cannonsfrom them ol ironworks. We could even afford t larfbout Sinclair an is C5,puttin it in-a windowas a crazee failure. Now, we drive awayf’r the las timewith nowhere t go…
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