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Poetry Triptych ‘Who/How/Why We Are’

Unromance

These words make no sense

I’ve arranged them every way

But still cant read them

 

This flat is too small.

There’s nowhere to put my things

No space to move around

 

These shoes are too tight

They pinch my toes and heel

Make walking painful

 

That joke is not funny,

I’ve heard it too many times

I’ve stopped laughing

 

These clothes are too loose

I’ve shrunk away inside them

I’m hiding in the folds

 

This bath is too cold

The waters stood for too long

It’s lost its heat

 

That door is locked

I seem to have lost the key

I can’t open it

 

This romance is over

It was something I dreamt up

Now…I’ve woken up

The Way We Were

Performing ‘The Way We Were’ at the British Library launch of the Gay UK Exhibition

Newly arrived in London

Seeking fame, fortune, friendship…

And the kind of sex we couldn’t find

In our small towns and villages.

 

We were ravenous.

Wanted to grab life by the throat,

Or, fall in and be overwhelmed by it.

Grow into ourselves.

 

We were gagging for it.

Brimming with fear and excitement.

Impatient for a brand new life,

Of our own making.

 

We took courses.

Loitered in clubs, pubs and places,

Hoping to meet a bona-fida homosexual

Or become one.

 

We marched together

On streets paved with hope and wonder

Held hands at Greenham – shouted

Made love as much as possible.

 

The way we were

We thought would never change or end

Now the way we are today

Will tomorrow’s history amend

Love, Lusting and Loathing in the Bloomsbury Literati

I researched, wrote and performed an exclusive show for the Bloomsbury Festival in October 2017, which explored the loves and lives of Virginia Woolf and Lytton Strachey.

‘An Odd Couple’