School Days Over – Drat you Mosquito

I have been trying to track down a copy of Revival, An Anthology of African Poetry, edited by Dick Dawson with no luck. However, a journal article did remind me of this anonymous poem. Drat you, Mosquito Drat you, mosquitoI'm after your bloodOR,(should I say?) MineI wish you wouldWhine and dine elsewhereAnd even more do … Continue reading School Days Over – Drat you Mosquito

POEM – Simon Armitage – Elegy for Prince Philip

The Patriarchs – An Elegy The weather in the window this morningis snow, unseasonal singular flakes,a slow winter’s final shiver. On such an occasionto presume to eulogise one man is to pipe upfor a whole generation – that crew whose survivalwas always the stuff of minor miracle,who came ashore in orange-crate coracles,fought ingenious wars, finagled … Continue reading POEM – Simon Armitage – Elegy for Prince Philip

POEM – Kubla Khan – Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Last night, I missed an answer in the FT quiz because I didn't know the opening lines to a poem I have actually read quite a few times. So, here it is, a reminder to myself. Hardly homework though - it's a beautiful poem. KUBLA KHAN BY SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE Or, a vision in a dream. … Continue reading POEM – Kubla Khan – Samuel Taylor Coleridge

FOUND – POEM – The Giraffe by Geoffrey Dearmer

A few days ago, while chatting with a bestie from Zimbabwe, a line from a poem we had studied in school floated into my head - '...hide of a deer and eyes of a baby calf...'. We had been casually chatting about giraffes - as one does - and agreed it was the perfect description … Continue reading FOUND – POEM – The Giraffe by Geoffrey Dearmer

POEM – Still – Felicia Olusanya

This is so powerful. Nigerian Irish poet Felicia Olusanya (@FeliSpeaks) wrote this to mark the victims from covid. https://youtu.be/ChMfddNB0HQ Gives you shivers, doesn't it? I first encountered this via twitter when Irish Ambassador Dan Mulhall read it, which is a very different, but still wonderful experience. https://twitter.com/IrelandEmbUSA/status/1356670848241909760?s=20

POEM – At Bridget’s Well – Doireann Ní Ghríofa

My mum sent this onto me this morning and I think it's absolutely magical! https://youtu.be/kL1YHXwGThs To celebrate St. Brigid's Day 2021, the Department of Foreign Affairs and MoLI - Museum of Literature Ireland, have collaborated on ‘Three Poems for Brigid’, a series of three short online films. Each film showcases a poet and a spoken … Continue reading POEM – At Bridget’s Well – Doireann Ní Ghríofa

POEM – The Cure at Troy – Seamus Heaney

Recited at Joe Biden’s Inauguration by Lin-Manuel Miranda. https://youtu.be/oboEYDAc9DE Verses from The Cure at Troy by Seamus Heaney    Human beings suffer They torture one another, They get hurt and get hard. No poem or play or song Can fully right a wrong Inflicted and endured. The innocent in gaols Beat on their bars together. A … Continue reading POEM – The Cure at Troy – Seamus Heaney

POEM – Amanda Gorman – The Hill We Climb

Amanda Gorman became the youngest Poet to perform at a presidential inauguration. The 23 year old delivered The Hill We Climb - a poem which was completed on 6th of January. The same day that the Capitol was stormed by supporters of the previous president, engaging in acts of domestic terrorism. https://youtu.be/Jp9pyMqnBzk Her first book … Continue reading POEM – Amanda Gorman – The Hill We Climb

It sifts from Leaden Sieves – Emily Dickinson

It sifts from Leaden Sieves -It powders all the Wood.It fills with Alabaster WoolThe Wrinkles of the Road - It makes an even FaceOf Mountain, and of Plain -Unbroken Forehead from the EastUnto the East again - It reaches to the Fence -It wraps it Rail by RailTill it is lost in Fleeces -It deals … Continue reading It sifts from Leaden Sieves – Emily Dickinson

By Heart – Sonnet 130 – My Mistress’ Eyes are nothing like the Sun

A proper treat for you tonight! As part of my By Heart project, I decided to revisit my favourite Shakespearean Sonnet - 130 (yes, I was exactly the teenager you’re imagining). This was no doubt influenced by my Aunt and cousin watching 10 Things I Hate About You and instantly thinking of me. I enjoyed … Continue reading By Heart – Sonnet 130 – My Mistress’ Eyes are nothing like the Sun