Two More Poems by Tina MacNaughton
Warm Well, you can get it all online now can’t you? they said as Debenhams closed with a sigh Great Aunt Doris visited the café every Saturday I saw her once tray piled high with [… read more ]
Warm Well, you can get it all online now can’t you? they said as Debenhams closed with a sigh Great Aunt Doris visited the café every Saturday I saw her once tray piled high with [… read more ]
Writers and S&C Cultural Editors Sue Harper and Paul Valentine present two poems both entitled ‘Gaza’. Sue Harper Yahweh knocks on your door there is blood in his hair his teeth are [… read more ]
Can you learn how to be a good writer? Yes and no. You can learn the skill, but you can’t learn the creativity. A good writer has creativity, thoughts, feelings, passion. A good writer has [… read more ]
There are ten days to go before the Portsmouth Performers for Palestine event and tickets are still available. In advance of the event, which is brought to you in association with Star & Crescent, the [… read more ]
There are ten days to go before the Portsmouth Performers for Palestine event and tickets are still available. In advance of the event, which is brought to you in association with Star & Crescent, the [… read more ]
In advance of the Portsmouth Performers for Palestine event, brought to you in association with Star & Crescent, the University of Portsmouth, the Universities of Sanctuary and Unite the Union, we present a poem by writer and academic [… read more ]
In advance of the Portsmouth Performers for Palestine event, brought to you in association with Star & Crescent, staff and students at the University of Portsmouth, the Universities of Sanctuary and Unite the Union, we present a poem [… read more ]
In advance of the Portsmouth Performers for Palestine event, brought to you in association with Star & Crescent, the University of Portsmouth, the Universities of Sanctuary and Unite the Union, we present a poem by [… read more ]
By Carole Carrell Born in Pompey was I, with the Luftwaffe on its way, Elm Grove it was, number 27A. There came bomb sites on which to play, full of butterflies, nettles and dens, [… read more ]
Penhale Road when I was a girl we played in that street skipped along pavements hopscotched chalky squares trickled shiny, coloured marbles along broken slabs when I was a girl we zigzagged around the occasional [… read more ]
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