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Tag Archives: Anthony Howell
Richard Lovelace: a Poet who Means a Lot to me
There are the poets of the canon, and then there are the poets you think with. I mean, poets whose method has a bearing on your own. They are often to be found not on the highroad of literature but … Continue reading
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Tagged Anthony Howell, Irony, oxymoron, poetry, Richard Lovelace
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Du Dsi Tschun
The Chinese tale of Du Dsi Tschun is told in Book 5 of THE RUNIAD (move the pagination bar below the text along to page 115). x …….‘Once upon a time there was a man, One Du Dsi Tschun: a … Continue reading
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Tagged Anthony Howell, Chinese story, epic poem, The Runiad
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The Deserted Garage
x Cracks have appeared in the concrete and some tough, urbanised grasses Have sprung up. You can’t get onto its forecourt with wheels any more: Some circular blocks have been dropped across entrance and exit While metal roller blinds have … Continue reading
The Great Cheese Riot
x THE GREAT CHEESE RIOT x Boston had its Tea Party. What of the Great Cheese Riot? Was it something to keep quiet about, happening as it did In 1766 at Nottingham’s annual Goose Fair Where you were free to … Continue reading
Posted in art, Poetry, Politics
Tagged Anthony Howell, civil unrest, Great Cheese Riot, Nottingham, poetry
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The Warrior
x I am not suffering, me, from post-traumatic stress disorder. There is a reason for what we do. Their wives have weaponised Their wombs. Our problem is our democracy. We call it mowing the lawn, think of it as a … Continue reading
Eloquence
ELOQUENCE x Eloquence, versed in feats of silence, Loiter where the brown river meets the sea: Shall we watch the large sunset sink again, Or note the reversals on the sound – The dolphin afloat, the ship aground? Deciding to … Continue reading
Lost in the Alps
On my 7th birthday we were in Austria and I wanted to climb a mountain. In the evening my mother and I climbed so high we couldn’t find the way down again and had to be rescued by eight guides … Continue reading
The Truth of the Tale
x He can’t see the wood for trees. Trapped in a thicket, He can’t find the bush for the bushes. A ram Caught by the horns, he can’t turn around, unpick the thorns Or retrace his steps. Can’t even guess … Continue reading
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