How Good it Feels to Protest!

Today I lay down in the street (outside Pret). Haven’t lain down in the street since performance art events in the 70s. Must say it felt very good!

Young people are realising that protest is a bonding. It energises. Nippers are having fun waving flags and chanting. As the Gaza demonstrations get bigger and bigger, a whole new generation, more than one generation, of activists is being brought to life. The lion of the people has awoken at last. Bystanders are cheering, lots of vehicles are hooting their encouragement. This bodes well for the future.

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Art and Anger

We seem to have entered into a time of lean years. I feel that the horrors of our time cannot be ignored.

Seeking to deal with my anxiety in art, I created several slide-show videos using drawings I made with my eyes shut. The first of these was a short video sketch called WAR

Then (also with my eyes shut – as with all slideshow videos on this post) I made another video called LOVE, INDUSTRY and WAR

This was led to another called APHRODITE AND ARES

Both these videos found poetic expression in The Runiad book 1 – which deals with the relationship between Venus and her husband Vulcan and her affair with Mars (to use the Latin names).

I also created a video called SAMSON – SUICIDE TERRORIST

This dealt with the story of Samson and his destruction of Gaza. This finds poetic expression in Book 2 of the Runiad. Here is a link to the Heyzine online book of this work  THE RUNIAD

Click on the smaller images to see a better resolution view.

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This Journal has just hit 70,000 Views

So pleased that my journal has just hit 70,000 views!

Thank you to all my viewers. Your looking at what I post here provides significant encouragement. Onwards and upwards!

Anthony

 

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Extracts from The Runiad – books 5-6 now in The Fortnightly Review.

Extracts from Books 5 and 6 of my epic poem can now be found in The Fortnightly Review here

There is a link at the end of that post to previous extracts (from books 1-4) that The Fortnightly has posted.

There is a link in the post’s introduction to the Complete Heyzine flipbook version of Books 1-7 – which can also be accessed here. Actually it is better to use this link, as the poem is constantly being worked on, altered, improved, and this links to the latest version of the whole. 

On the Heyzine page, I suggest turning off the sound and enlarging the text. Pages can be turned by clicking on the arrow at the foot of the page to the right, while clicking to the left turns the pages the other way.

See also Heyzine flipbooks

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Matthew Hoh: Briefing to the UNSC March 22, 2024

Is this the speech of the decade, at the very least, as Matthew Hoh addresses the UNSC?

“The permanent member veto must be abolished.”

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Wittgenstein and Performance

Thank you, Mischa Twitchin, for inviting me to contribute to this fascinating publication.

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COLLECTED LONGER POEMS

This Grey Suit publication will be launched in May 2024.

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WRITING AT THE ROOM – Poetry, text, sound, song

3 pm Sunday October 6. Featuring Michelene Wandor and Anthony Howell

Hosted by Marian Eastwood and Patricia Ahern

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The Room, 33 Holcombe Road, Tottenham Hale/Bruce Grove

London N17 9AS – enquiries: 0208 801 8577

Open mike. BYO – suggested contribution £5 – all contributions go to the featured poets. Bring your books to display.

Michelene Wandor is a dramatist, poet, cultural commentator and musician. She has written countless (well, over 60!) plays and dramatisations for Radios 3 and 4, as well as books about theatre and gender and Creative Writing. Her most recent poetry is ‘Ergo’ (Arc Publications, 2024), and, with her early music group, ‘Siena’, she made the first UK CD of the secular and sacred music of Salamone Rossi, the early 17th-century composer and contemporary of Monteverdi. The Italian world of the latter also forms the subject of her first novel, ‘Orfeo’s Last Act’, short-listed for the Society of Authors’ Paul Torday Prize.

ABOUT MICHELENE WANDOR

Anthony Howell is a poet and novelist whose first collection of poems, Inside the Castle was brought out in 1969.  In 1986 his novel In the Company of Others was published by Marion Boyars.  Another novel Oblivion has recently been published by Grey Suit editions.  He was invited to the International Writers Program, University of Iowa in 1971.  His Selected Poems came out from Anvil, and his Analysis of Performance Art is published by Routledge.  His poems have appeared in The New Statesman, The Spectator and The Times Literary Supplement.  His articles on visual art, dance, performance and poetry have appeared in many journals and magazines including Artscribe, Art Monthly, The London Magazine, and Harpers & Queen. In 1997 he was short-listed for a Paul Hamlyn Award for his poetry.  His versions of the Silvae of Statius have been well received and Plague Lands, his versions of the poems of Iraqi poet Fawzi Karim, were a Poetry Book Society Recommendation for 2011.

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PUTIN’S DAUGHTER

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Aged eleven, I was sent to meet Putin’s daughter.

She was a year or so younger. Smiling, she invited me

To go out for a ride with her. Two white horses were provided.

She of course rode brilliantly, but I was pretty good

And we had an exhilarating ride. Passionate at that age,

I fell in love with her, as Dante did when he set eyes on Beatrice,

As when as a dancer, I fell in love with Russians and with Russia.

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From The Runiad, Book 5

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Losing a Slave Girl

Around my garden the little wall is low;

In the bailiff’s lodge the lists are seldom checked.

I am ashamed to think we were not always kind;

I regret your labours, that will never be repaid.

The caged bird owes no allegiance;

The wind-tossed flower does not cling to the tree.

Where tonight she lies none can give us news;

Nor any knows, save the bright watching moon.

Bai JuYi

771-846

reprinted from allpoetry.com

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