Maud – A Review

‘Maud’ is probably my favourite poem in the English language ever. Tennyson often gets bashed even by the most academic types for being “too musical” or for being too patriotic in poems like ‘The Charge of the Light Brigade’. Though these criticisms are extremely reductive, the one poem these critics have obviously not looked into […]

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Review: Dart

DART is a book-length poem by Alice Oswald, which is based on three years worth of recorded conversations with people who live and work on the River Dart. The result is a work that takes on the multitudinous voice and turbulent power of the river itself. This week, Grace Linden and Alice Troy-Donovan bring their […]

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Dear Elizabeth Previewed

In Sarah Ruhl’s play Dear Elizabeth, Chiasmus Productions have taken on a real challenge. Almost entirely comprised of letters between the great American poets Robert Lowell (played by Olivia Madin) and Elizabeth Bishop (Alex Sage), the play places an enormous burden on the actors playing the two. They have to bring what is essentially a […]

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WE MANDELA-D TO THE SUNRISE

I didn’t know moments could last so long. That seconds could   dance in the night and hours would smile to the moves of three bodies silencing into two then sobering into one. I didn’t know lying next to you could be so quiet or table so comfortable. I never knew that the colors would […]

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BRITISH LAW

 Society needs some certain laws.   For peace, the baddies must not spot flaws   Or rules they’d bend,   And then offend   And get away scot-free in the end!   But if we take a closer look   At that respectable rule book   We’d find that to convict for treason   Some […]

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THEY LINGERED ON

 She fell. Held  Static, each spinning inch a picture;  A diver, expecting no splash.  Landing, not thump,  But a quick crack whip of electric stick.  Lightheaded from the sudden light  The nervous gatherer gives rifling a stop,  His feet stuttering towards her as  The last lamp-light lick flicks across her eye, dragging  Her pupil like […]

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WRITING IN SILVER

The writing curls like silver threads Which bend and knot and tangle- Fragment into a million shreds It is with these I wrangle.   The words do not assert themselves They fade like rings of smoke A whisper lisps on wisps of wind From a voice that choked and broke.   It is a world […]

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INTERROGATIONS

  I found a poem, tied down to a chair;   Its broken iambs lay dead on the ground   I went to pick them up and give them care   When at once there came a rapping   And I saw its trochees flapping   Hard against the cold, dank floor.   Then I […]

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AFTERNOONING

The sun draws the day in silence To its yellow close, And shadows’ light advancement seeks What each final lit patch knows.   Our lengthened, shadowed frames emerge And merge along those nowhere lines Which stroll away, like tired eyelids Or quiet, afternooning minds.   Thus conversation, thethered, tails, Speaks itself to sunny sleep. The […]

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Should song lyrics be considered poetry?

Alex Cowan: It’s hard to deny that ‘lyrics-as-poetry’ is an appealing concept. The very idea of ‘poetry’ comes with a whole raft of associations—artistic, literary, profound—that, (among other things) can go along way to justifying one’s own taste in listening. While I don’t want to argue that this kind of comparative literary judgement is an […]

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