Jill Gascoine - d. April 29th 2020

We need someone to be
the first to the old scene,
cast an eye on a dark place,
witness and be witnessed,
gather fresh new evidence,
present a gentler case.

Read about Jill Gascoine here

Gabi Delgado - d. March 22nd 2020

All is not good today.
Sweat drips as you channel 
Ramone and Moroder, 
sex and steroids, leather
and propaganda, body
and rhetoric colliding forever.

Heute ist nicht alles gut.

Schweiß tropft, während Sie kanalisieren

Ramone und Moroder,

Sex und Steroide, Leder

und Propaganda, Körper

und Rhetorik kollidiert für immer.

read about Gabi Delgado here

Norman Hunter - d. April 17th 2020

Among the artisans
imagining themselves 
on canvasses of grass
are the easel-carriers,
biters, thwarters, 
necessary masters 
of the unbeautiful game.

Read about Norman Hunter here

Tim Brooke-Taylor - d. April 12th 2020

Good news from the bunker.

I had to read it again:

how three is indivisible

by one, how having a clue

is overrated, how being silly 

for a living is the antidote.

read about Tim Brooke-Taylor here

Stirling Moss - d. April 12th 2020

Fast off the grid into Moxie, 
sharp left-hander at Doughty,

drop down into Grit Corner,

up the gears through Cocksure,
dab on the brakes at 90

then flat out to Arcadia.

Read about Stirling Moss here

James Drury - d. April 6th 2020

Let us ride out, you and I,
on a pair of snowy Appaloosas,
saddled with a displaced youth, 
leave Shiloh in its lushness
for a West of the imagination.

read about James Drury here

John Prine - d. April 7th 2020

In the lonely jukebox 
is a track that rarely plays,
a dust-marbled disc,
etched by rough diamond,
revolving in its own time
at the speed of sound.

Read about John Prine here

Honor Blackman - d. April 5th 2020

They brought you
in black leathers 
to a black cloud,
to play a golden harp,
turn angels to devils,
and flighty girls 
into flinty women.

Read about Honor Blackman here

Bill Withers - d. March 30th 2020

I heard a man, 
voice like sunup,
sing a thousand songs,
yet was consumed 
by his own resonance, 
a single breath, a single
note that never ends.

Read about Bill Withers here

Julie Felix - d. March 22nd 2020

We can officially report
that you have left the cast
of your own days, that zoo
of the exotic, all too short.
Heaven is here for you,
the first lady, and the last.

Read about Julie Felix here

Eddie Large - d. April 2nd 2020

These are last gags in the panto,
the end-of-the-pier show. Man goes
into a working men's club one night,
grasps his moment. The shaky light
follows him and fate takes charge,
the tiniest chance becoming large. 

Read about Eddie Large here