HIV wedged into the bloat of Mankind, it lurks coiled in the caverns of our insides and it snares without hooks or nets or clamps until all of our blood is occupied and bellowing out, breaths become a blink ground down by the weight of a dying heart’s pulse and snaked into the body’s tributaries Read more about “HIV” – a poem for National HIV Test Week[…]
The hum of the windfinds a hymn in the rooftops;houses have no ears.
The UK’s National Poetry Day will be taking place on Thursday the 2nd of October and what is so special about this particular Poetry Day is that this year’s theme is “Remember”.I was particularly moved when I heard this as the selection of this theme is a “nod” to the centenary of the outbreak of Read more about National Poetry Day 2014[…]
Long before the typewriter, philosophers had charted the realm of poetry. Over two thousand years ago Aristotle wrote: “The greatest thing by far is to be a master of metaphor. It is the one thing that cannot be learned from others; it is also a sign of genius, since a good metaphor implies an eye Read more about Metaphor: The Heart of Poetry[…]
Poetry is potent. The rhythmic gush of a poet’s mellifluous syllables stir the embers of our frail hearts. In human history, poetry’s invisible beat has spurred us into action and we have discovered the far and distant shores of enduring self-revelation. But why? Why does poetry have this grip we cannot see, but holds us Read more about The Origin of Poetry[…]