Day 626 of the daily poems.  Our poet Colin Pink is inspired by climbing the church tower in Rye and seeing the enormous bells close up – acrobats of sound that hammer out their music … A peal of bells The bells rest, silent, immovable, among the rafters;they sleep in towered seclusion. It is unthinkable that… Continue reading

On Day 625 of the daily poems our poet Jane Monach writes us a brief musical note, and if you’re wondering from where the pure sound of that flute is flowing, the clue is in the place names.  We are of course in beautiful Northern Ireland. a note pure sound of fluteflows out into the… Continue reading

Today is Day 624 of the daily poems.   It brings us guitar work from our poet Derek Adams, and Woody Guthrie’s salient message … Woody’s guitar Frets worn concave, indentedby the yearsby the hammeringof strings and fingerson the mahogany neck,polished smooth by soft notes and hard songs. The spruce sound boxits yellowing varnishwears the crazingof extremes,… Continue reading

Today is Day 623 of the daily poems.  Four days ago ‘Roman Trilogy’ was an example of musical ekphrasis by poet Anne Symons “after hearing Respighi’s symphonic poems”.  Today our poet Dennis Tomlinson responds: “Anne Symons’s masterly poem reminds me that I wrote an experimental ekphrastic poem years ago, images that came to my mind… Continue reading

We should not allow today 17 August 2024 to pass without acknowledging that it is the ninety-fourth anniversary of the birth of the late Poet Laureate Ted Hughes.  The poetry of Hughes was characteristically sinewy.  Strong stuff.  So today, following our Music theme, we welcome a stirring and sinewy poem by our poet Rob Primhak. … Continue reading