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My head said one thing. My heart another. Read Trudie Shannon’s My head is a chamber of secrets too. Dana sang Go Away George Bush…. the monnnnnnnnnnsterrrrrrr! and Take my body/I don’t want these fallen tears/I’m just a shadow… Gèno … Continue reading →

Erwan’s next door neighbours think he’s dead. What with the ten milk bottles standing outside his door. He brought us Summer with Monica by Roger McGough. Sally advised wearing underwear under your dress, in extracts from her just finished book! … Continue reading →

A poet of the left, attacked by people of the right for politicising poetry (as if Shakespeare was not political!) but in my book a brilliant poet who combined sincere passion with great technique. At the legendary poetry gig at … Continue reading →

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That’s Martin Neaga on cello. Later Betty Rojas improvised on a large box instrument whose name escapes me while I did Unspoken Words. Sarah was in Berlin for Baader Meinhof days. Scott was on Quality Street. Soon you’ll be able … Continue reading →

A packed night at the Cabarét Pop in Beautiful Belleville. I think what I like best is the insight poets and performers’ stuff gives me into their interior worlds. Worlds richly different to my own. Maybe that’s the first reason … Continue reading →

Photo: Ellen singing about bedbugs. So what was it all about? More than 40 people, 21 poets 2 singers, one pickpocket. The pickpocket went through my jacket pockets but did not steal my biography of Rimbaud. No one got robbed. … Continue reading →

Here’s the situation folks. Last week’s Spoken Word was pretty quiet. We can only continue at Cabaret Populare if enough people actually turn up for November’s dates (3rd and 17th). So if you want Spoken Word to carry on, now’s … Continue reading →

Went to London last weekend and caught a monthly night called The Cellar (photo above) at The Poetry Cafe, Betterton Rd, Covent Garden… Real high quality poetry – I mean the artistic level of it was something else – and … Continue reading →