Category Archives: Poetry

Concert in Lignano 2019

Posted on July 31, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

Lignano per…La Musica XXII Rassegna Internazionale di Musica da Camera Lignano Sabbiadoro, Sala darsena VIII Concerto Alessandro Cortello, tenore Riccardo Pes, violoncello Michele Bravin, pianoforte Anthony Howell, voce recitante Musiche di Field, Schumann, German, Vaughan Williams, Nyman, Pradal Lunedì 22 … Continue reading →

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Shadow of a Campanile

Posted on July 30, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

They have broken up the mosaics Of the last century, together with those Of the previous century, and of the centuries before. This is the way with foundations, when you Build your bell a tower towering above The tallest cypresses; … Continue reading →

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Empyrean Suite – a homage to my friend Fawzi Karim.

Posted on July 12, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

Here is a link to my homage to my friend Fawzi Karim – Empyrean Suite – together with an obituary to this great poet and noble man. All in the Fortnightly Review. Also, here is a link to the obituary … Continue reading →

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A New Throne

Posted on July 5, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

VITAMINS   I have grown heated under my rind; At rest behind my eyelids, While the figs ripen, one at a time. On the edge of being over-ripe, I’ve cut out drink and drugs And you could say I’m rationing … Continue reading →

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Edith Sitwell ‘Face to Face’.

Posted on June 19, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

Wonderful interview by John Freeman with Edith Sitwell. Face to Face is a legendary series of interviews from the BBC and Freeman died in 2014 at the age of 99 years old.  Besides, Sitwell is an author I have always … Continue reading →

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Beeches

Posted on June 19, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

They muster an irregular yet monolithic avenue Up the ridge that leads to Loughton Camp – More than merely trees. The forest exhibits these Grey entities in its sculpture gallery. We are treated To a private view in the sense … Continue reading →

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Songs of Realisation

Posted on June 7, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

Very pleased that this book of poems is now published by The High Window Press This book opens with poems committed to the transfiguration of the ordinary: garden sheds, bus rides, daily life in Tottenham, motorways leading to escapes as … Continue reading →

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The Young

Posted on June 5, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

The poets outnumber their audience, But then we choose to be gracious, Mentioning Chinooks. Perhaps we’ve beenx Out-Trumped by demonstrations. Not to mention fares. You can’t expect The young to hike it herex Unless there’s an open mike. I say, … Continue reading →

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Oriental

Posted on May 26, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

x “Awesome, I understand, But what does it mean, pulpit?” She asks her boyfriend’s mother. A young girl, eating a bird; x Slender, in a tube skirt, on Bleeker Street. This is a shovel-ready project Listed under mist, tea and … Continue reading →

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EXTINCTION OF THE HEART

Posted on April 23, 2019 by anthonyhowelljournal

  Do you know how long ago it was that the heart Vanished at last from the face of the earth? Once it cropped up on the coins of Cyrene: Double-chambered emblem only Cupid’s dart Could ever penetrate. The last … Continue reading →

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