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Poets On Fire: January 2014

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Wednesday, January 15, 2014. Live Poetry This Week. A few live poetry events for this week, across the UK:. Thursday: In Bath, at the BRLSI, Rebecca Goss and Jackie Wills, 8pm start. . Thursday: London's Bang Said the Gun is back, at the Roebuck, at 8pm. Thursday: In Swansea, Mozarts open mic night (in the Uplands). Friday: Lipped Ink in London. The UK is big. This list is small. Am just starting out, give me a break. Be updated on twitter. Monday, January 13, 2014. SPIN Poetry and Poets on Fire. I have ...

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Poets On Fire: September 2013

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Sunday, September 29, 2013. LONDON: Camden Poetry Series. Friday, 4th October 2013, 7pm (doors open 6.30pm),. 163;5/£4, Wine. Trinity United Reform Church,. 1 Buck St,. 1-2 mins. Camden Town tube. Poets from the floor very welcome. Please. Bring a copy of the poem if you wish to be considered for the new anthology. LONDON: Hammer and Tongue Camden Slam Final featuring Ross Sutherland. Monday, October 14th, 2013, 7.30-11pm. Ten slammer, three rounds, three guests = ONE ENORMOUS NIGHT OF POETIC GREATNESS.

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Poets On Fire: August 2013

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Thursday, August 29, 2013. GALWAY: August Over The Edge Open Reading. Thursday, August 29th, 2013, 6.30pm-8pm, FREE. The Featured Readers are Art Stringer, Ron Houchin. There will, as usual, be an open-mic after the Featured Readers have finished. The evening will also see the announcement of the long list for this year’s Over The Edge New Writer of The Year competition, which received a very healthy number of entries again this year. Saturday, August 24, 2013. SALE: Grey Hen Press launch reading. Sunday...

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Poets On Fire: March 2013

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Sunday, March 31, 2013. LONDON: Jazz Verse Jukebox. Sunday, 14th April, 2013, doors open 6.30pm, show from 7.30pm, £8. Ronnie Scott's Jazz Club (Upstairs),. 47 Frith Street,. Tube: Tottenham Court Road or Leicester Square. On Sunday 14th April 2013, the Jazz Verse Jukebox celebrates its FOURTH anniversary with special guests including pioneer of hip hop theatre and Leicester B-boy John Berkavitch. Poet, film-maker, jazz/hip hop practitioner HKB FiNN. Poet and award-winning screenwriter E Amato. This mont...

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Poets On Fire: An appeal

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Thursday, November 14, 2013. Does anyone want a well-followed poetry blog? Poets On Fire is going free, to a good home. Over the last year or so, demands on my time at work have made it harder and harder for me to update Poets On Fire on a daily basis, as previously, or to try to develop it into a more general live poetry blog, with reviews, interviews, etc. If you're interested, email me at poetsonfire@hotmail.co.uk. Is this offer still available? Evelyn. Founder of Chapter 13 Poet Society. For more abo...

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Poets On Fire: October 2013

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Thursday, October 31, 2013. LONDON: Caroline Bergvall and Peter Finch. Thursday, November 14th, 2013, 7pm, FREE. Austrian Cultural Forum London. Martin Colthorpe, Acting Head of Literature and Talks at Southbank Centre presents an evening with Caroline Bergvall. Our events are free, but we recommend that our visitors book a seat via our website: http:/ acflondon.org/literature-and-books/sound-and-vision-avant-garde-poetry-now-caroline-b/. LONDON: Camden Reading Series. Trinity United Reform Church,.

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reclaire the streets: Kill Your Babies

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Friday, July 15, 2005. Language is a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, when all the time we long to move the stars to pity. - Gustave Flaubert). And I can rhyme. But I write in my own way. And I'll listen when your certain. What it is you want to say. Give me an image that brings truth crawling in from all corners. Give me a slice of your guts teased into a song. And leave that one line. That pulsates with meaning. That would move the stars to pity. A bit of an intro.

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reclaire the streets: And now a word from our sponsors...

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Thursday, August 04, 2005. And now a word from our sponsors. This poem was written for the Art not Oil. Exhibition, a project put together by London R. For some reason I find it work. S best in performance with a really nasty American accent. This poem is sponsored by BP. The company is delighted to be collaborating on this project,. Continuing its commitment to education and the arts,. As part of its corporate social responsibility programme. This poem is sponsored by BP. This poem is sponsored by BP.

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reclaire the streets: Steal This Poem

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Friday, July 15, 2005. This poem is copy left. You're free to distribute it and diffuse it,. Re-write it and abuse it,. For your own ends,. And with your own ending. This is an open source poem. Entering the public domain. Here's the source code,. Add a little salt and pepper if you like,. Share it out amongst your friends. Because I didn't write this poem,. I moulded it,. Picked the lines out of a skip as I was walking on over here. Took used up fragments of leftover ideas,. And put them to use. So stea...

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reclaire the streets: Between the Lines

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Saturday, July 16, 2005. My lover is a poet. The verses written on her body tell a story that I am not close enough to understand. I read with my fingers. As the blind do. Studying the scratched runes that bring her pain into relief. She is a magpie. Drawn to shiny things. The flash of a blade. And her reflection in it. She parts the skin to form lips. From which she draws. Red ink flows down the sink to a cold clatter of steel against enamel. I draw flowers and faces on her plasters. A bit of an intro.