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Submissions must be made through the online submissions system. We are interested in the breathtaking and the fearless in all poetic explorations of language. Please read The Poetry Tree for an idea of the substance rather than the style we seek to showcase. Writing that is gratuitously explicit,inflammatory, abusive and or racist will not be considered. By submitting work you agree to assign non-exclusive p.
The 2015 Aldeburgh Poetry Festival Now Available. 60 events, 30 poets on the Suffolk Coast this autumn. Helen Mort Podcast on The Poetry Channel. Fenton Aldeburgh First Collecton Prizewinner In Conversation.
Reading tour 2015 to launch the CD Spanish Affair. Shirley McClure and Jane Clarke and will give a poetry reading with musical accompaniment on Wednesday 29th July at 8pm. Stone House Books, Kilkenny.
Established April Fools Day 2004. Sunday, December 21, 2008. Cali portal - pierre francillon. True to the character, true to the irony,. Submissions are a good thing. The jet black cloud that hangs over the village. Is a malevolent pillow held by arms of awesome. Power ready to press down and strangle us. Serves us right we have been smug thinking we. Had the keys to peace, shaking our heads.
A to Z 2014 - Poetry Types. Lost in the Myriad of Random Verses. A to Z - Poetry Types. Wednesday, August 12, 2015. I borrowed few more breaths,. From a smog of rainbow-less dreams,. Drenched in acidic scents of today. Was I blind or just a fool? Slowly melting into vapours. I borrowed few more breaths. A moment more, I lay there still,. And filled palette with surreal hues,. From a smog of rainbowless dreams. How long this pain can be nursed? The scars that even.
Welcome to the galaxy of Spoken Word. These are not just words. These are a collection thoughts,expressions,and freedom. Tuesday, August 4, 2015. We dance in my mind. We dance in my mind. We dance in my mind, have long conversations losing track of the time. Captured in the newness yet intrigued by the company. Music plays in our background so lost within each other I lose track of the sound. We dance in my mind.