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Poetry, bikes, dementia care...
Poetry, bikes, dementia care...
If music be the food of love then poetry may just be the language of emotion. Home for my own words and those of others who in some way inspire, inform, entertain or educate me.
Has Christopher Nolan’s blockbuster film of summer 2026 deliberately ignored the fact that The Odyssey was conceived as a poem? If so why? And does it really matter? Pele Cox and I are your referees for Homer v Nolan. It…
These: the star-crossed brothers The men who would be gods Send satellites to space To hide the track lines of their addiction In plain sight. Wrangling hidden beasts by night Taurus, Aries, Ursa Major… No consolation. No direction. No Australis…
All Hermes feet they thread a pass Clean through a needle’s eye And weave their magic on the grass Opponents want to fly. The ice cool nerves of Dembélé Brain-freezing defenders. Rooney swooning on the telly France, he says, contenders.…
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…
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 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…
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…
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…
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…
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,…