Thursday, 3 October 2019

Tell me Something Beautiful about Truth!

Happy National Poetry Day!

You are invited
to a show and a challenge on Saturday 5th October 2019

Tell me something beautiful about truth!

This year the theme of National Poetry Day is Truth.

We are surrounded by different kinds of prophets of doom and catastrophe, division and disaster. So, in the midst of the maelstrom that is British and Global politics, Bard Sarah de Nordwall invites us to dig deep and find the climate of unchangeable joy from which the action springs. Come and enjoy an exuberant evening of poems and stories after which YOU get to take the initiative…respond and perform.

7pm Arrival – drinks and nibbles - song from Sajid
7.30pm Sarah’s performance (45 mins)
8.15pm Drinks and time to write in response to poems (30 mins)
8.45pm Audience Open Mic – must be written on the night!
Followed by Closing set from Sarah

@ the hall attached to farm street church
114 Mount street W1K 3AH

7pm for 7.30pm nearest tube green park

If you book, the price is £10. £7 concessions.

Tickets on the door £15 Drinks and nibbles included in the price. Book through bardschool@gmail.com or call 07849 641 899

Just pay cash on the door! Remember, if you have booked, your name will be on the list and it's only £10. £15 if you just turn up.


Friday, 7 December 2018

A stunning teen book - unlike any other - The Siege of Reginald Hill


Well, I've broken my blog silence since National Poetry Day, as I've been happily occupied with creative writing projects on a brick brutalist housing estate in Colindale and other contrasting workshop experiences, (such as a gourmet cheese and wine poetry and photography event in Pistachio and Pickle, Islington) to tell you about a book that I think everyone should read.

I read it at a single sitting and if you can see the pages through the tears, I'll be very interested to hear if you think there are such possibilities of the human heart expressed in any other teen book on the market, anywhere, unless of course it is written by Corinna Turner.

It's impossible not to want to find out how the central characters - the young priest and his torturer - resolve their extraordinary relationship. It's remarkable to find revealed from the very early pages of the book, experiences of grace, so convincingly described and in such hostile settings. It's also impossible not to want to have the qualities that the main character displays and it will stretch the desires of anyone reading, whether teen or adult.

So I'm not going to describe the dystopian world of the series, because when it begins, the Sorting of humans for recycling is a thing of the past. Faith is now legal but hatred and resentments remain that will find a horrific expression, but lead to encounters of the most incredible tenderness.

If this book is in the Christmas stockings of teenagers, or of adults who feel jaded or sceptical when hearing about sacrifice, heroism or the unimaginable greatness of Love, then it will be just where it needs to be. Rarely are such experiences packed into compelling page-turners, so make a list of people in need of an emotional and spiritual boost and include yourself on the list, because you'll be amazed what you discover in your own heart, as you make your way to the final page.

You can buy it in print or kindle version here

Corinna - you're a wonder - and I'm still remembering with fondness the chats in your camper van with tea, as the rain beat down on the roof, in a very muddy field in Norfolk. So glad to have discovered both you and your writing. I'm now off to get the rest of the series which, can be found in the CTS shop in Victoria, but also here.

Wednesday, 3 October 2018

Growing into Old - a poem by my friend Sally Graham

Well, here we are on the eve of National Poetry Day and my friend Sally has just read me a poem she's written called 'Growing into Old.'  

As Sally is in her 80s, but with more energy than 3 people half her age, I thought it would be a lovely, hopeful poem to put up for the day itself, whose theme is Change.





Growing into Old

Growing into old, expanding to fulness

The gathering harvest ripe, savoured, mellow

No longings for the fragile shoots of youth

The struggle to reach up to the light

No shadows steal it

Every leaf caressed by light

Light which filters twixt the branches

Reaches to the sap still rising

Life vigorous

The seasons gentler

The urgent passion to hold on, gone

The soaring spirit free now

To chant a vibrant joyful love-song to the ever-growing years.


By Sally Graham

Sally is presently enjoying spending more time writing the story of her time in Africa with the Karamojong  - a warrior tribe in North East Uganda - working with village midwives. 

Here are some of the VMM stories and new work opportunities http://www.vmminternational.org/