Poetry
STAR POems: The Hammock
By John Pearson I am the man-length canvas pulled out of store, strung between grey bulkheads ready to still the pitch and roll of any ship. I am a solitary place a cocoon to relieve [… read more ]
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STAR POems: 100 Ways to Lose Yourself
By Suzanne Toogood Drink wine, beer, spirits that cheer, go on a bike ride, watch the tide, admire Gay Pride, read a book, be spooked by a spook, try not to look, don’t get [… read more ]
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STAR POem: New Road – a la Kelly’s Directory, 1972
By John Pearson New Road, place of the Doll’s Hospital with Jack Grant Racing to Parham and Sons furniture removals shifting towards Marriott’s, upholsterers, lino and carpet dealers. Mile End School of Motoring [… read more ]
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STAR POem: Edward King – Artist
By John Pearson On used scraps of board, paint brush strokes made their mark – the silent aftermath of a city scarred, blitzed, battered and burned; rubble piled high in streets, glass splinters, heaps [… read more ]
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STAR POems: Quixotic Revelations
By Dale M Chatwin The cold chills my bones like hypodermic needles scratching stone. I rose from the gutter, thoughts fractured and cluttered, made my way back home, uninterrupted. The streets were deserted, the wind howled. [… read more ]
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STAR POems: Poem Composed while doing a Headstand
By Maggie Sawkins, Star & Crescent’s Poetry Editor. The fir cone I picked from a Corsican forest, carried across an ocean nestled between balls of socks, has fallen from the grate and rests where it [… read more ]
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STAR POems: Fareham Town
By Tina Shaw In the kaleidoscope of the town, my sinews constrict with the seasons. On the mortar and tarmacadam through age old streets and alleyways moving quad bikes and BMWs fly by in the [… read more ]
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STAR POems: Other Things the Soldiers Carried
By Sue Toogood Albert carried humbugs, until they were gone. Mehmet Ali carried his betrothed girl’s scent. Jack carried the memory of an intoxicated starry night. Farooq carried the pain of foot calluses and had [… read more ]
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STAR POems: Last Day on Planet Portsmouth
By the Ferry Tales Workshop held at the Kings Theatre, Southsea Anderson sips a cuppa in The Café in the Clouds. Goodall prepares a posh picnic on the pebbles. Peirce paraglides from Portsdown Hill. Firth [… read more ]
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STAR POems: I Used to Be But Now
By the First Act Recovery Group which meets every Saturday at Portsmouth Central Library. I used to be a twig but now I’m a tree I used to be a room but now I’m a [… read more ]