Wednesday, 30 September 2020

Helen Reddy - d. September 29th 2020

The DJ spins a manifesto,

too impassioned to ignore,

how strong begets strong,

invincible, and more.

Tell the radio goodnight,

but not before you roar.

Read about Helen Reddy here

Mac Davis - September 29th 2020

A crowd gathers round

a smart young man,

a singular pen among

the drunks and cheaters,

an unlikely conscience.

And his mama cries.

Read about Mac Davis here

Friday, 25 September 2020

Juliette Grèco - d. September 23rd 2020

Ta voix est une boucle de fumée,
une page avec un million de poèmes,
toute délicatesse, souplesse, doigteé,
la chanson qui brûle,
et le fera toujours.

Your voice is a wisp of smoke,
a page with a million poems, 
all delicacy, suppleness, skill,
the song that burns, 
and always will.

Read about Juliette Gréco here

Monday, 21 September 2020

Michael Lonsdale - d. September 21st 2020

Death is the unloved season:
it is the draught that blows 
through the unholy labyrinth, 
the tyranny of empty space,
the harm that comes to all.


Wednesday, 16 September 2020

Shere Hite - d. September 9th 2020

Light flares, skin hums,
and the universe centres
on this place, this now.
You wrote freedom anew,
independence, adventure,
opened up the life to come

Read about Shere Hite here

Saturday, 12 September 2020

Frederick 'Toots' Hibbert - d.11th September 2020

When I do the reggay
I do the right thing -
righteous rocksteady,
gospel style, pyramid
label, forty-five. That's
always been my number.

Read about Toots Hibbert here

Thursday, 10 September 2020

Diana Rigg - d. September 10th 2020

How I craved a Queen of Sin,
catsuited and a snug gun 
down the boot. A hidden
tiger, an impossible girl
to find, even if you had all
the time in the world.

Read about Diana Rigg here

Ronald Bell - d. September 9th 2020

When I awoke
you had received your calling,
a column of dry ice,
mirrorball still spinning.
Good times, always,
a life to celebrate. Come on!

Read about Ronald Bell here

Wednesday, 2 September 2020

David Bryant - d. August 27th 2020

This is the final end:
feel the perfect line 
from hand to jack, weigh 
the bias of the world
in your soft palm,
draw to a hair's breadth,
then ascend in a haze
of grit and tobacco.

Read about David Bryant here