*53* poetry Monday

For Each Of You (by Audre Lorde) Be who you are and will belearn to cherishthat boisterous Black Angel that drives youup one day and down anotherprotecting the ploace where your power risesrunning like hot bloodfrom the same sourse as you pain. When you are hungrylearn to eatwhatever sustains youuntil morningbut do not misled by detailssimply […]

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*50* poetry Monday

Last night I couldn’t sleep. Earlier there had been some sort of disturbance in front of our house, maybe ‘kids’ (big kids) just messing about, maybe not, there was a football, yes, but there was a lot of shouting and it was late and it was dark, not the time to be out there. And […]

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*45* poetry Monday

A spoken poem today… because it’s amazing, and kind of topical… and performance poetry doesn’t pull any punches. ‘Mathematics’ by Holly McNish

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*42* poetry Monday

Where did the handsome beloved go (by Jalal Al-Din Rumi) Where did the handsome beloved go?I wonder, where did that tall, shapely cypress tree go? He spread his light among us like a candle.Where did he go? So strange, where did he go without me? All day long my heart trembles like a leaf.All alone […]

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*40* poetry Monday

My new favourite poem: Today by Mary Oliver Today I’m flying low and I’mnot saying a wordI’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must,the bees in the garden rumbling a little,the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.And so forth. But I’m taking the day off.Quiet as a feather.I […]

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*36* poetry Monday

Yesterday it was all hands on deck to finish Mr M’s new office. What a ridiculously amazing place… Work Poem (by Henry Van Dyke) Let me but do my work from day to day,In field or forest, at the desk or loom,In roaring market-place or tranquil room;Let me but find it in my heart to […]

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*32* poetry Monday

very late in the day… but I spent the afternoon in the library so here goes: In the library (by Charles Simic) There’s a book calledA Dictionary of Angels.No one had opened it in fifty years,I know, because when I did,The covers creaked, the pagesCrumbled. There I discovered The angels were once as plentifulAs species […]

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*29* poetry Monday

It’s the right season for this… Snowdrop (by Ted Hughes) Now is the globe shrunk tightRound the mouse’s dulled wintering heart.Weasel and crow, as if moulded in brass,Move through an outer darknessNot in their right minds,With the other deaths. She, too, pursues her ends,Brutal as the stars of this month,Her pale head heavy as metal. […]

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*26* poetry Monday

You know what I need? A re-boot. If my brain were a computer I would press the three magic keys ‘control/alt/delete’ and start again… I feel totally disconnected and vague. More than usual, anyway! I wrote this post this morning and forgot to press ‘publish’, so it’s coming to you late. Does it matter? Do […]

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*24* poetry Monday

February is Black History month, so here goes: Won’t you be my sister (by Amanda Gorman, US Youth Poet Laureate) Mark me as a ripple Make me a piercing drop Just so I can be but a note Of froth at the lip of a wave, In the roar of this cresting ocean. Name me […]

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