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Tag: poetry
Deus ex machina: god from the machine
‘In this context, the term deus ex machina was chosen too for the possible connotations of the translated words, which lead to questions seeking to determine what could be the ‘machine’, and the ‘god’?’
Poem: Where was I, where will you be?
When they came for you was I with you there or did I find an last-minute excuse to be … More
Poem: Big row
I had this big row in this big city on our only big holiday. Oh, this big drama on this … More
Poem: mango leaf
Tell me how the leaf felt as it fell from the scorched height of the mango tree, thirsting at the … More
Deus ex machina: god from the machine
Deus ex machina is a collection of political poetry exploring the very broad canvas of ‘today’ in the UK: … More
Poem: You can’t write that
I’ve been checking and there’s some things that you’re not allowed to write about anymore. Some of them are listed but you … More
Poem: The language of song, the song of language
I found myself singing at the sites of solutions soliloquies sounding the sight of revolution over the hills but no … More
Poem: Another day, another coffee
It starts slowly. Easing you in with a coffee warmed through with bleary eyed puffy cheeked cracking elbowed shedding the … More
Poem: True grit
I felt grit in my eye and my god didn’t it burn. It stung against my eyelashes and dripped, almost, … More
Poem: The sons of Mammon
They clawed their way out of the ground. Risen and towering, presiding over the destruction of crushed tradition, they razed … More
Poem: Anonymity
On my anonymity I do solemnly swear not to offend anyone and to steer clear of certain subjects until I … More
Poem: Terms & Conditions
I’ll be your disclaimer, baby. I’ll show you what to do I’ll tell you how to do it. Don’t you … More
Poem: Seamstress
I wrote a tale about a singer and her sewing machine. She was old and frail, but her fingers flitted … More
Poem: Beginnings
I’m a bit nervous so you’ll have to all bear with me. I’m wary of you so will you bear … More
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