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

Thomas Kinsella, 4 May 1928 – 22 December 2021
Wednesday, 22 December 2021 22:20

Thomas Kinsella, 4 May 1928 – 22 December 2021

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Thomas Kinsella has died, aged 93. He must be counted among the great Irish poets of the 20th and 21st centuries. He was very involved in uncovering the power of Irish language verse, translating into English the epic The Táin (The Cattle Raid of Cooley), and the verse collection 1600-1900:…
Keeping an eye on those in power
Monday, 20 December 2021 17:28

Keeping an eye on those in power

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The Poem by Niels Hav, translated by Heather Spears Don’t you put the poemin a headlock – You are under arrest! The poem won’t obey orders. The poem doesn’t do well in isolation cells.The poem rambles around the suburbsrummages through other people’s trashit packs a gun. The poem distrusts the…
Britain in 2021
Monday, 20 December 2021 10:55

Britain in 2021

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Britain in 2021after Shelley’s ‘England in 1819’ by Rip Bulkeley An old, bad, foolish and decaying state,Riddled with racism from empire’s core;Maltreated refugees, war’s graduates,Drowning to reach inhospitable shores;Food banks crowded with families desperateFrom poverty; inflation set to roar;Help services undermined by private cashWhile decimated by the plague’s full brunt;Women…
Tidings
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Friday, 17 December 2021 20:12

Tidings

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Tidings by David Betteridge For Ken Robson, shepherd, of Stanhope Farm in Tweeddale, with whom the author worked two lambing seasons, in 1964 and 1965. In his practice, Ken Robson broughtthe term “good shepherd” to active life. On the first day of Christmas, a bent trader said to me:Blessed are…
Near-Neebours
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Friday, 10 December 2021 10:34

Near-Neebours

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Near-Neebours by Jim Mainland See yun whit’s-is-name,Jacob Rees Morgue?Weel, him.Wha does he pit dee a mind o?Lang face, sleekit doon hair?Stick a toothbrush tache on da upper lip…See it noo?A stretched oot version? An his pal, Jobbo –tak awaa da hairan he’s da spittin image o da idder fellow.Kinda roond…
[Herd Immunity]
K2_PUBLISHED_ON Saturday, 04 December 2021 13:29

[Herd Immunity]

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[Herd Immunity] by J. P. Seabright containment camps keep us safe protect from wind rain assets corrugated hangar small pens metal low troughs food other for faeces Water and piss in plastic bottles resemble each other taste [the] same given a number luckiest the middle exposed to elements greatest chance…
the power to
Saturday, 20 November 2021 11:41

the power to

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the power to by Antoniy T. Georgiev The sight of the lone delivery guyWith his duct-taped scooter And his overused, single use surgical face maskStill trying to deliver his order Amidst the unfolding apocalypseStill trying to satisfyHis merciless algorithm masterWas as ridiculous as a looney tunes cartoononly without the humourSo…
How I Mistook the World for a Cow
Thursday, 04 November 2021 19:47

How I Mistook the World for a Cow

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How I Mistook the World for a Cow by Cathy Dreyer It’s true. I thought the world was a large cow.I used to drain her bulgy dugs most days.But blame the world for this. The world allowedme to believe she was a cow, the wayshe’d moo on cue and squirt…
On watching yet another TV news item about a carefree home care worker
Wednesday, 03 November 2021 09:23

On watching yet another TV news item about a carefree home care worker

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On watching yet another TV news item about a carefree home care worker by Laura Taylor Aww.Aren’t they sweet?Isn’t that lovely?Aren’t they considerate?Beyond the call of duty.Look at him dance.Look at her smile.Isn’t she caring?Isn’t that nice?Isn’t he generous, patient, kind? Makes you feel all warm inside. Isn’t this smiley?Isn’t…
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