The hospice
in here each of us is waiting waiting for the next delivery of laundry to arrive wrapped in plastic neatly folded lightly scented looks as if it has never been used before waiting for the next visitor to arrive with pots in plants wrapped in plastic carefully chosen lightly scented just about to flower in […]
Anticipation
Anticipation At sea, awaiting dawn after a sleepless night. On watch, as our boat rises and falls on the swell. Just a glimmer at first in the dark, far away. The sun is emerging, bit by bit, from the waves. The moment comes when it breaks free of the sea. Palest pink, strengthening in colour […]
August Challenge
Here’s a poem about waiting by Imtiaz Darker: http://imtiazdharker.com/poems_14-at-smithfield-waiting-to-get-in Draft a poem about waiting.
Karosta Prison Hotel, Latvia
“Guests can enjoy the ‘full prisoner experience’ … including death threats…for $16 a night” Daily Mail, 08.07.13 Sveiki, anglis. Welcome to Karosta. You know Winston Churchill? No matter. You want tour? You must sign paper, confess everything. A little joke, anglis. Hotel very clean. Not like old days. Yes, I am here in war. Krievi, […]
Home-Leaving
I can fly from London to New York in six minutes; you’ll never catch me or even know precisely where I am. I’ll send you messages, but by the time you receive them I’ll have moved on, five billion kilometres from Earth and counting, reaching out to new horizons, a Snow White searching for dwarves […]
Family home
Family home Here’s the National Trust guidebook bought on my day out at Erddig. Look how this great country house has been preserved as it was over a century ago. Grand rooms, but also kitchens, laundries, workshops, stabling and gardens. The whole place overflowing with original furniture and effects from the State Bed to the […]
August 2015 challenge
Here’s Colette Bryce’s ‘Full Indian Rope Trick’: http://www.poetryarchive.org/poem/full-indian-rope-trick There are so many things this could inspire: leaving home, magic tricks, public outdoor performance… let’s go for leaving home, shall we? Leaving home.
Drought
Here’s a new poem for which I’d like some honest feedback. [hozbreak] Drought Milo’s scavenged everything. Holed up in his cave he’s surrounded by Mr Clever Clog’s detritus— a wishing well of missed opportunities, crimes against friends and family, memories of love affairs sucked dry as tinder— while Mr Clever Clogs is out there dying […]
Seamus Heaney Poems
Some time ago we spent a wonderful stanza evening discussing the poetry of Seamus Heaney. Here’s a couple of favourite poems brought by members that evening: From ‘Lightenings’: The annals say: when the monks of Clonmacnoise Were all at prayers inside the oratory A ship appeared above them in the air. The anchor dragged […]
A Room in the sky….
Hi All, Just received my username and password (I’ll never remember it) so am trying out a post for the first time. For those of us who work in the roof space of our homes, you might like this from Seamus Heaney….. The Skylight You were the one for the skylight. I opposed Cutting into […]