Another experiment: A poetic powerpoint

Seven cities -a poem read by Martin Locock from mlocock

http://www.slideshare.net/mlocock/seven-cities-a-poem-read-by-martin-locock
(I'm trying to fix the audio version at the moment)

Five line poem: Oozing with summer

Maj's poem was too long to fit on a business card so here it is:


Oozing with summer

She steps into a cotton slip
Breasts held softly in strong white
Sweet lilac drifts in lazy through the window as
Somewhere in the distance the busy buzz of a lawnmower fades away
I sit on the bed watching, baited

Poem for Tony

The Quiet American

For Tony Kendrew

Just as the swifts swoop in

and the woods are awash

with bluebells, Anthony

is leaving Trinity Saint David.

I remember the first time

he entered the Wolfson room

tall as a Lombardy poplar

eyes the colour of fiords

and weather in his voice.

Around this table of poets

this circle of friends

he has listened

with the ear of a birder

and heard

all the notes behind the words.

Amanda Pickering

21/5/13