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Nigel King

The Poetry Village

THE BEAUTIFUL DOGS

The town has many fine historic buildings,
an elegant Victorian park
and plenty to entice the discerning shopper,
though surely its most striking feature
is the profusion of Beautiful Dogs.

Take a stroll along the Regency high street
or the quiet banks of the river
– you’ll see them everywhere:

the Black Labrador whose coat shines
like coal fresh-cut from the seam,
the Basset with just the right look
of droll melancholy.

Watch the Saluki sashay
past designer boutiques,
the immaculate Spaniel toss her head
like a supermodel,
the Greyhound cock a geometric leg
on the statue of the Queen-Empress.

The owners themselves are not beautiful.
Some have dressed hastily, in odd socks,
some have a small crust of dried egg
on the corner of the mouth.
Their faces tell of unpaid bills,
long waits for the morning bus,
a Ready-Meal for one.

But when they meet…

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Penny Sharman

Penny Sharman features on the Platform today.

The Poetry Village

tide line

I know it’s constant
the ins and outs of flotsam
driftwood, plastic bottles,
neon fishing lines,
all coming at you
day after day
gagging sea turtles and angel fish,
night after night
garbage for a mermaid’s ritual,
the concrete groynes
piling up on the sand
a beachcomber’s Mona Lisa.

I know it’s constant
wave after wave
all coming at you
beating thunder to shingle,
but everything shifts
with this constancy,
a paper origami boat
lost at sea
white cliffs beaten
cat fish and molluscs
every rock pool surrenders
to the mighty
that inevitable drag
that phrase
water will always find its way.

Penny has been writing poetry for over 15 years, she has just completed her MA in Creative Writing at Edge Hill University. Penny has had several poems published in magazines such as The Interpreters House, Obsessed with Pipework, Beautiful Dragons, Outburst, Picaroon, Poetry Quarterly and others…

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Michael Brown

The Poetry Village

Annunciation

Someone arrives uninvited to tell you
what you couldn’t begin to believe:

how an uneventful life might change
in an hour or with a phrase.

Receive this with grace.
Feel how the ordinary word

coils like song in the spiral of the ear;
dream’s pitch, yet half-heard,

how physical, near. You can’t place
that felt note, known all along,

come to earth.

 

Michael’s work has been published widely including The Rialto, Butchers Dog, Crannog, The Moth and The North. He was selected by Clare Pollard for a Northern Writers’ Award (New North Poets) last year. The pamphlet, Undersong (2014) is available from Eyewear. His most recent pamphlet, Locations for a Soul appeared in 2016 from Templar Publishing.

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Templar Nights

The Poetry Village

We are delighted to be working with Huddersfield Literature Festival and the Friends of Marsden Library to bring a very special celebration of poetry to Marsden Mechanics on the 2 March 2018. The evening, which begins at 7.30pm, will feature four award winning poets who have been brought together by the independent and innovative poetry publishers, Templar Poetry. The evening, hosted by Marsden poet, David Coldwell, will feature readings by Tom Weir, Ian Harker, Mike Farren and Jo Haslam. Templar Managing Editor, Alex McMillan will also be present throughout the evening with a wide selection of books available to purchase.

Tickets are priced between £1.50 and £3.00 and can be purchased on-line here or from Waterstones, Huddersfield.

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The Huddersfield Punk – by David Coldwell

Algebra Of Owls

Catching the early morning train
you’ll see her waiting, whatever the weather,
with back to the crowd
and the tips of boots touching the yellow

metalled safety line where she stands
without flinching as the fast train passes
without slowing. Dressed from head to foot
in black with remnants of blue green hair

and self styled tattoos around her neck;
sometimes she’ll look this way and sometimes the other
with pink eyes that say more about us than the faded
LOVE and HATE hidden beneath costume jewellery.

But like us, she’s there every day for every early train
travelling to some other place, silently praying for rain.

David Coldwell is an artist and writer based in the village of Marsden in West Yorkshire. His poetry has been published in a number of print and on-line journals and also featured in various poetry anthologies. His debut pamphlet, Flowers by the Road

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Bright Thing – David Coldwell

Bright Thing

I’m drawing imaginary dragons or monsters
in the back room of the terraced house on Grange
when my father walks in and takes the pencil from my hand.

He sketches an aeroplane for no reason other than to show
me he can; his party trick. The rough of his skin with oil
and coolant ingrained scratches on the paper.

My mother steps in and outlines the shape of an elephant
floating in space, oblivious to all the things that surround it.
Later I throw paint at it all, bring the monster to life.

David Coldwell is an artist and writer based in the South Pennines. His debut pamphlet, Flowers by the Road (Templar Poetry) is available now.

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