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

Darkening
Monday, 01 June 2020 07:56

Darkening

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Darkening by Steve Pottinger for george under a darkening skywe sit round a log fireout there cities are burningthe planet is burning and i can’t breathe out there people are dyingin hospitals in care homesalone in bedsits with the kneeof a cop pressed into their neck and i can’t breathe…
breath
Sunday, 31 May 2020 17:04

breath

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breath by Fran Lock, with image by Martin Gollan inside this symmetrical fiction of skins, we do not courtthe carnivore attentions of a cop with eyes like bullicanteglass. we do not wear our reservoirs. we do not bear ourfreight of names upon the face; find a dirty jest of us…
The Last Hurrah
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Sunday, 31 May 2020 11:55

The Last Hurrah

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The Last Hurrah by Hamish Wilson In thanks, we gave our NHS a clap,banged saucepans, hooted, whistled, strummed and sang,gave glad hands for heroes, joyful urban rapwith wartime spirit - UK’s Crazy Gang. Next Thursday, we give it up for silence,as other hands go on, will never stop,working to the…
Canzone to an Underground Flow
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Friday, 22 May 2020 17:29

Canzone to an Underground Flow

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Canzone to an Underground Flow by Jane Burn There is a river underfoot. The road bearsabove it, thickly set. Every while, a squareof red-iron drain, skidded worn – pinned below spinsof tready-rubber, spin wheel repetitions.Blinkered to the water’s secret flow, they lietheir metal eyes, choosing the upwards pale sky,its woeful…
Red Biddy
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Thursday, 21 May 2020 16:46

Red Biddy

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Red Biddy by Fran Lock red biddy, noun, a mixture of cheap wine and methylated spirits. biddy, noun, of unknown origin; probably influenced by the use of biddy denoting an Irish maidservant, from Biddy, pet form of the given name Bridget . ‘All you young people now take my advice…
Almarks: Radical Poetry from Shetland
Saturday, 09 May 2020 12:28

Almarks: Radical Poetry from Shetland

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Jim Mainland introduces a new anthology of radical poetry from Culture Matters What is radical poetry? And can it change anything? The poems in ‘Almarks’ are radical in different ways. Some are explicitly political in content, while others are more indirectly observational and personal. Some are radical in style and…
Easter Rising 1916: Die Taube, by Joseph Plunkett
Friday, 10 April 2020 09:41

Easter Rising 1916: Die Taube, by Joseph Plunkett

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Jenny Farrell presents the third poem written by the poet-leaders of the Irish Easter Rebellion in 1916. It is Joseph Plunkett’s “Die Taube”, written in 1915. Engagement with German literature was not unusual for the Irish revolutionary poets and leaders of the Easter Rising in 1916. One of the seven…
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