Author Archives: David Barnes

A New Suit by Neil Uzzell

Last week I bought a new suit.I’ve only worn it once,but I think if I put it onIt could start wearing me. So it hangs there,in the closet.gathering dust. Before I bought it,I stood there in the dressing room mirror,staring … Continue reading

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Breaking for the summer

Last Spoken Word… jusqu’à la rentrée.Thanks all who came – a cracking night. Maybe Conor’s last one too as he’s off to Korea. Who will forget his audience-participation rendition of Poe’s The Raven? Poetry in 5 languages last night which … Continue reading

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Bitter Valentine by David Barnes

Last year I sent you flowersBut this year – none of that crapThis year I sent youA Venus Fly Trap You gave me your heartNow you’re asking for it backWell I’ve cut it into piecesAnd I’ve fed it to my … Continue reading

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4th July

A cracking night, thanks all who came for making it that. Over two hours of continuous poetry and song, broadcast by phone to Norma in the Alps – we should put one of these nights out as a podcast. Naomi’s … Continue reading

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Photos from 4th July reading

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6th June at L’Ogre

So. The Spear Danes in days gone by and the kings that ruled them had courage and greatness. The Ogre, that mead hall held in high esteem, a fine house wherein to hear the tale of Grendel told on Woden’s … Continue reading

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Fasten your seatbelts ladies and gentlemen, and hang on for the ride.

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Neil Uzzell discovered at the bottom of the stairs

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The calm before the songs..

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Light breaks through the sole window in Stephanos' cell.

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