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 -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
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
My first attempt worked quite well. While I wasn't word perfect by any means, I was able to recall most of The Eagle, nearly two months after I learned it. So I decided to try another one today, while walking my lap around Kirkstall Abbey and the Canal (which had frozen! Not a lot, but … Continue reading By Heart – 2 – Differences of Opinion by Wendy Copy
I decided to start my lockdown project this morning. Ted Hughes uses his introduction to recommend an older technique to learn poems off. Learning by rote - he argues - was an attempt ‘to eradicate imagery from all aspects of life’ by the Puritan/political ascendency of the Civil War and has become the norm. However, … Continue reading By Heart – Attempt 1 – The Eagle by Alfred Tennyson
Have decided to try and learn some poems By Heart so have finally opened my long owned, never read copy of this: By Heart 101 Poems to Remember. Introduction by Ted Hughes I don’t expect to learn a poem a day, but I’m loving the selection so far. Besides, with all the politicians saying lockdown … Continue reading Lockdown Reads
The bees build in the crevicesOf loosening masonry, and thereThe mother birds bring grubs and flies.My wall is loosening; honey-bees,Come build in the empty house of the stare. We are closed in, and the key is turnedOn our uncertainty; somewhereA man is killed, or a house burned.Yet no clear fact to be discerned:Come build in … Continue reading POEM – The Stare’s Nest by My Window – WB Yeats
In 1995, Seamus Heaney won the Nobel Prize for Literature. As a tribute, Michael Holohan set the poem ‘No Sanctuary’ from A Northern Hoard 4to music - performed here by The Lindsay Singers. https://youtu.be/JqZS7TI1C28 It’s my perfect Halloween song. It's Hallowe'en. The turnip-man’s lopped headBlazes at us through split bottle glassAnd fumes and swims up … Continue reading It’s HalloweeeeeeeeNNNN!
Originally published in 2017 by Write About Now (WAN) on YouTube, but I’ve only discovered it today. https://youtu.be/-yjXRm1yLQg Visit the WAN website - I’ve linked to their statement on Black Lives Matter here.
Imelda May has written a poem about the times we are living in, recently released on the RTE website. https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=2589654271286177