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

Markham Main
Friday, 03 April 2020 08:10

Markham Main

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 Markham Main by Sarah Wimbush Afternoons, they meet upon street corners like old youths planning revolution. Gaffers, fathers, brothers -an hour at the Club with a pint.Go over the end again, and again. How they were the last by three daysto stay out in Yorkshire.How they’d gu back tomorra. After…
Covid-19: The General Speaks of His Sorrow
Sunday, 29 March 2020 13:39

Covid-19: The General Speaks of His Sorrow

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A poem in Irish and English by Gabriel Rosenstock, with image by Otto Dix called Wounded Soldier Covid 19: The General Speaks of His Sorrow by Gabriel Rosenstock Self-isolation . . .These bitter days When can I send battalionsOf raw young menTo warTo crush their bonesAnd the bones of others…
Questions From The Dead
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Saturday, 28 March 2020 21:33

Questions From The Dead

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Questions from the Dead by K. Satchidanandan Which country’s border was Hiuen Tsang crossing when, on a donkey, he crossed the Himalayan pass with a sack full of Buddhist texts? Whence came the races that spokeDravidian and Aryan tongues? Was there no one in Indiawhen they landed here? Not even…
A Fearless Gaze of Hope: Quines, by Gerda Stevenson
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Thursday, 26 March 2020 13:46

A Fearless Gaze of Hope: Quines, by Gerda Stevenson

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Jim Aitken reviews a book of radical women’s voices: Quines, by Gerda Stevenson. Accompanying illustrations of textiles are by artists from EDGE: Textile Artists Scotland. The second edition of Gerda Stevenson’s ‘Quines’ came out with some fanfare as it was launched to coincide with International Women’s Day. The launch at…
In The White Man’s Clinic
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Wednesday, 25 March 2020 08:31

In The White Man’s Clinic

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On the day the Irish government announced they are (for the duration of the crisis) incorporating all private hospitals into the public health system, Kevin Higgins offers this poem in memoriam of Ireland's two tier health system which will hopefully never come back. It was inspired by a private hospital,…
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