Jay will be reading from the book at Hawkwood College, Stroud, on 20 April as part of an event with Andrew Harvey on the theme of sacred activism (8 p.m., £12/£9). The FREE LAUNCH PARTY for Pilgrimage is on Wednesday 25 April at Black Book Cafe, Stroud GL5 2HL (7.30 for 8 p.m.) and includes poetry by Steve Morris, Polly Howell, and Gabriel Millar and music from the Day Jobs. Everyone is welcome! Pilgrimage is available to order from the Awen website. Here’s some info about th
By Robin Collins Britain, this great mnemonic, land of the English, Celt and flint knappers of another age. The seas wrap around her cliffs, never letting the kingdom sleep, haunting her people with the foam capped thud of waves, telling us to remember, remember. The seas carried our distant ancestors, unrecorded faces and names, making the way across, that ancient pollination of migration. Britain in the becoming, the great life stream of cultures. Without the crossing over,
By Robin Collins Let our resistance be an irresistible, bringing together of the Stars and the Earth in our lives. Let our resistance be insistence on beauty and wonder, let us be beyond the deadening repetition of machines. In all ways we are evolving towards the spiralling of creation. Spirals in the resistance will take us like starlings, murmuring through the shattering pieces of where we have come to, arrived for the first time in the middle of ourselves. Spinning in the
Written on William Blake’s birthday, 28 November, by Jay Ramsay. FOR BRENDAN COX
The Metro, 24.11.16 We have nothing…the folded headline begins until you open it out but pity having lost the love of your life, your wife, in the most brutal way imagineable you stand as so few men could, or can, and forgive. Look at his eyes and goatee beard: there’s no one there. Look at yours and there’s presence, warm as your soul, strong; there is I and all you stand in that stands in you.
A blog post from Jay Ramsay It was the experimental poet Allen Fisher, back in 1983 at an Angels of Fire London Festival gig, who first introduced me to the phrase ‘post-experiential innocence’ and I’ve remembered it ever since (evidently!). With all the hopeless sheenanigans of Trump (here alluded to) and general political egotism, Corbyn is outstanding because he is what he says, and says what he means … I also wrote this as one in the eye for the right-wing media that seem