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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

Aberfan and the Free Wales Army
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
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
K2_PUBLISHED_ON 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
K2_PUBLISHED_ON 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…
Portrait of Robert Burns (after Skirving)
Saturday, 23 January 2016 10:13

Burnsiana

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Burnsiana Scroll back from the cosmos,To inner space.The mind's micro-structureNanoscientists mind-mappingThe brain's hundred billion neurons,Its thousand trillion connections,Processing 0.1 quadrillion thoughts per second.Vastly more sophisticatedThan any computer.What causes that leapAcross the synapse?The spark between Creator and Man?That lets the poet contemplate the rose –And move the human heart. Thanks to…
Tam O'Shanter and Souter Johnny at Kirkton Jean's
Saturday, 23 January 2016 09:12

An Alternative Burns Supper

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David Betteridge presents two poems to help you enjoy an alternative Burns supper.   At An Alternative Burns Supper His short life and his fertilitylift his perfection to the rank of the phenomenal...- Aphorisms on Mozart, by Ferruccio Busoni I Here’s tae the man’s life -its drivin root, its rise,…
Saturday, 23 January 2016 09:43

The Real Robert Burns

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My word you can’t know Burns unless you can hate the Lockharts and all the estimable bourgeoisand upper classes as he really did – the narrow gutted pigeons. Don’t for God’s sake be mealy-mouthed like them. I’d like to write a Burns life. Oh, why doesn’t Burns come to life…
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