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Poetry, bikes, dementia...
Poetry, bikes, dementia...
The FIFA World Cup gives me and my co-host, Pele Cox, a golden opportunity to explore oral tradition and other strong but less obvious links between football and poetry. All in about the time it takes to get to a hydration break. The perfect warm…
Choosing John Clare, John Keats, Emily Dickinson and Sylvia Plath to explore whether poetry can make you happy isn’t an obvious starting point. All four experienced the very opposite of happiness in their variously and famously tragic lives. So perhaps it’s a trick question? Or…
It’s often said that great art begets great art. And that’s certainly the case with the Greek poet, Constantine P Cavafy, whose poetry inspired a young and little known British artist back in the 1960s. The artist is now a household name. His identity? Well…
A cycle, Triumph Bonneville, Its throttle full up old Lords Hill. The rider leans with n’er a skid A dimpled grin beneath his lid. Kiwi-bred so hell to leather Clad instead in maroon sweater. Yet softly spoken, quite the catch The cutest biker on the…
Recorded on the 90th anniversary of A E Housman’s death this Shropshire Lad and my co-presenter, the Shropshire lass Pele Cox, discuss the life and works of the poet who died on April 30 2026. We agree that his poetry is every bit as relevant…
A review into the death of my elderly mother (Sheila Hartman), who regular readers will remember was brutally beaten by another resident in her Bedfordshire care home, has concluded that the attack might have been prevented if only her bedroom door had been closed at…
I believed you when You said their legs were made from Twiglets. I wish I still did. We were one blackbird with two wings back then. But I’ve been flying around in circles ever since You flew the nest Leaving your binoculars to me. I…
With Margot Robbie cast as Cathy in the latest iteration of Wuthering Heights, my co-host, Pele Cox, argues that without poetry Emily Brontë’s book wouldn’t have been written in the first place. So no roles for Robbie and her Heathcliff, Jacob Elordi. No Kate Bush…
A poem for Valentine’s Day I say: goodnight I love you. You say: I love you more See you in the morning. But there will be a time There will be a time When the night is not good And I will not see you…
Who first wrote roses are red, violets are blue, honey is sweet and so are you? Who were the lines written for? And when? Plus is poetry the language of love? Just some of the questions Pele Cox and I seek answers to in this special lovers’…
What is poetic voice? Is it synonymous with style? Or something else? Perhaps the poet’s “take” on the world? Pele Cox and Rich Uridge seek answers from a range of greats including Emily Dickinson, Edna St Vincent Millay and Vernon Watkins who, with a drunken Dylan Thomas,…
Pele Cox and I ask: what is the purpose of poetry? With the help of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sir Philip Sidney and Sir Thomas Wyatt, we conclude that, in part, poetry’s job is to move readers to virtuous action or “well doing and not well…