Behemoth rising, you
Cover the sun like a temple
Empty; your concrete corridors sing
Over the water
Canary Wharf winks at you
You stare back, huge and impassive
Touched your vast grey walls
And pronounced you
The elephant in the room
Standing squat, spectral, ignored.
Photo Courtesy of Single Aspect’s housing blog
You scare me.
Like the massive splats of pigeon shit,
Green-grey and creamy on the Pavement,
That make me nervously speed up
My morning walk
As I pass
ALSO! Get your tickets to THIS as it’s gonna be a killer. Me and McNish? It’s gonna be off the leash, capiche?
NB. I may wear the spandex unitard again.
This week I’ll be appearing as a special guest at the Aisle 16 boys’ wonderful literary club night, Homework. The theme is transport, with John Osborne and Luke Wright doing a scratch reading from their new show Where The Railways Were. I shall be talking about TFL and dogs. Some bits of me talking shall rhyme. Hurrah
Do come along! Bethnal Green Working Men’s Club, Wednesday, 7:30pm.
It turns colder
Coats are pulled tight
Around chests, around shoulders
The dizzying detail of lives being lived
The million little glances
The infinite number of chances
Every beach has many special pebbles
Every heart has its vastness
What’s the collective noun for poets? Anyway here are quite a few of them promoting the Roundhouse’s Spoken Word festival, The Last Word, via the wonderful Jess Green’s poem, “Tell Me Stories”.
Me at Hit The Ode last month. Photo courtesy of @CorrosiveDucky
I wrote this in a few minutes for the staff at Highbury and Islington tube station, who told me tales of rude and unappreciative commuters… They got me to record it and played it over the tannoy every few minutes!
They’re Always There
From 5AM they’re here
At Highbree n’Is
In their Hi-Vis
So when you ask them for directions,
Or to beep you through a section
Even when late, when huge crowds flank you,
Remember to say please and thank you.
While I’m uploading videos, here’s a link to the film we made last year for Random Acts on Channel 4, featuring my year 11 GCSE drama class. This was via the wonderful people at Bang said The Gun and The Mob Film company.
Dir. Mark Chaudoir.
This was the original introductory video, by Chris Bevan Lee and Dom Baker.
My TFL #travelbetterlondon poem, “Unseen”. This was filmed at South Kensington tube, in one take and it was the first time I’d performed it! Film by Chris Bevan Lee.
This is a video featuring most of the poets working on the TFL travel better London campaign. Some are poets in residence at tube stations, some (like me) are “pop-up” poets appearing at various stations. So far this has involved mad dashes across London, leaving school and popping on my TFL t-shirt in my superhero-style change…
This Thursday! Stand Up and Slam. Last week, at the launch, poetry beat comedy. Can we hold onto the title against heavyweight hitters such as Thom Tuck (whose ‘Straight-to-DVD’ show I saw at Edinburgh in 2011; it was hilarious), Sophie Hagen and Prince Abdi? Well, we DO have Tim Clare, unleashing Pub Stuntman and other dark furies, and the disarming, moving Vanessa Kisuule, so it’s gonna be a good fight. PLUS it’s on National Poetry Day. Ding ding!