I Find You by Lizzie Lovejoy
Commissioned by Poet in the City with the generous support of the Sidney E Frank Foundation as part of The Exchange, Newcastle 2023
Commissioned by Poet in the City with the generous support of the Sidney E Frank Foundation as part of The Exchange, Newcastle 2023
Commissioned by Poet in the City with the generous support of the Sidney E. Frank Foundation as part of The Exchange, Newcastle 2023
Commissioned by Poet in the City with the generous support of the Sidney E. Frank Foundation as part of The Exchange, Newcastle 2023
Commissioned by Poet in the City with generous support from Sidney E. Frank Foundation as part of The Exchange, Newcastle 2023.
Commissioned by Poet in the City, University of Liverpool and Loughborough University as part of Poets in Vogue
Commissioned by Poet in the City, University of Liverpool and Loughborough University as part of Poets in Vogue
Commissioned by Poet in the City, University of Liverpool and Loughborough University as part of Poets in Vogue
Commissioned by Poet in the City, University of Liverpool and Loughborough University as part of Poets in Vogue
Commissioned by Poet in the City, University of Liverpool and Loughborough University as part of Poets in Vogue
Commissioned by Poet in the City and University of Warwick with generous support from the ESRC as part of Newcastle’s Poetry Exchange Hub
Commissioned by Poet in the City and University of Warwick with generous support from the ESRC as part of Newcastle’s Poetry Exchange Hub
Commissioned by Poet in the City and University of Warwick with generous support from the ESRC as part of Newcastle’s Poetry Exchange Hub
By Chris White
By Kirsten Luckins
“A sense of loneliness and frustration.I feel I have lost control of my own life.”?? ?????? ????? ????? ?? ???????? ???????? ?? ????? ???? ??? ???? ?????? ????? ?????? ??? ???? ????? ?????? ?????? ????? ?? ??? ?????? ?????? ????? ????? ???, ?? ?? ???? ????????? ???? ???? ???? ????? ??????? ?????? ????, ????? ????,…
What do you remember?The disorientation? That sense a tidal wavewas coming in slow motion? The thumping restless grainof nights no one could sleep, when each breath tried to washyou back from some dark sea? Were you very lonely,your mother in a fortress; too much time to think,screaming, shut down, listless? Perhaps you heard that bleepingmonitor…
Dunida afarteeda cidhifDhowaan cudurkii ku fidayMuxuu cidhib xumo ka tegay Muxuu cabsi baday arladaMaxaa laga caagay nabadCidhiidhi maxaa la galay Masiibadu waa cibreeDadkoo qabay caafimaadCibaaro kolkay dul timiMuxuu samihii car jabay Cirroole awood darraaKolkii caabuqani ku dhacayMuxuu cabbudhkii xarbiyay! Maxaa cisi ruux lahaaCalaamadihii jirradaKolkii laga helay ciyoonMaxaa la cidleeyay keli! Caa’ilo aan wada jeclaynMarkuu cudurkani…
Quotes are verbatim, from the survey of those being vaccinated at the Institute. People have been coming here, to receive the vaccinationand have expressed their feelings and divulgedtheir situationto be made into our poems, for the public observation. What has been worst about this time and what, perhaps the best?Some reveal the sadness of the…
It’s like I’m back in the flat again – its walls, sun-licked and sand-swept the smell of baby powder and wet wipes. Mum asks us to wash our hands and shed the outside before we crossthe threshold of her bedroom to hold my baby sister. Dayspour into nights, the din of trafficand azaan is all I know of…
I didn’t expect to be nervous. In the morning, light shone through the coloured glass.I was nervous, but happy. After losing auntie, after losing my best friend, I said please don’t point your temperature gun at my head. We watched the news. We worked 84 hours a week and only received a rainbow badge. He lost his work overnight. Never ending screen time. I’ve not danced with anyone in a year. My daughter was born. I got to…
Awel horuu nagu dhacay cudurkuu, oodda nagu rogayeKedis buu ahaa isbeddelkuu, iyo lama filaaneAlla muxuu na oof jabiyey oo, aakhiro noo jeediyey Abaaroow guriga gegida haddaa, argagax taalaayeKala seegtay hooyo iyo ilmo, aqalku waa yaabeDunidiyo arliga baa rogan waa, xaal aduuneed’e Maxaa ab iyo tagay hooyo iyo, odayo waaweeyne Maxaa dhalin agoomoobay iyo, cunug ababin weliyeMaxaa…
Part of “A drop of hope”, a collection of poetry inspired by the words of those who have been vaccinated at the Francis Crick Institute, the reflections of vaccination volunteers, and the experiences of local communities
Part of “A drop of hope”, a collection of poetry inspired by the words of those who have been vaccinated at the Francis Crick Institute, the reflections of vaccination volunteers, and the experiences of local communities
Part of “A drop of hope”, a collection of poetry inspired by the words of those who have been vaccinated at the Francis Crick Institute, the reflections of vaccination volunteers, and the experiences of local communities
Part of “A drop of hope”, a collection of poetry inspired by the words of those who have been vaccinated at the Francis Crick Institute, the reflections of vaccination volunteers, and the experiences of local communities
“Where Two Rivers Meet” is created by the award-winning filmmaker Eelyn Lee, telling the story of Collections in Verse: Sheffield, which saw collaborations between communities, libraries and poets.
by Kayo Chingonyi
by Joe Kriss
by Kayo Chingonyi
by Kayo Chingonyi and Axel Kacoutié
By Chris Harrison