Monday, 27 February 2023

Betty Boothroyd - d. February 26th 2023

The great dance of politics turns
on the fulcrum of sharp women;
one move ahead of the orchestra, 
chiding men who fall out of step,
stifling the popinjay and fascist,
calling out the cant of nonsense.



Thursday, 23 February 2023

Barbara Bosson - d. February 18th 2023

Beyond the surreal dangers
of the anonymous urban,
there you are; a study 
in neurosis, so real that we 
could smell the fear of
middle age, the woman
drying like ink on a script.

John Motson - d. February 23rd 2023

I too have stood in the gantry
overlooking theatres of dreams,
theatres of comedy. One voice
brought fire to frosty pitches,
forked the quagmires of glory;
a humble oracle in sheepskin robe. 

Dickie Davies - d. February 19th 2023

Saturday afternoons are lost; 
girls in beige sets typing up 
half-times before we go over 
to Kempton Park for the 3.45,
Mike Marino vs Bert Royal
from Lewisham Baths, a world
where sport is slick, unruffled,
and somehow all that matters.

Read about Dickie Davies here

Dennis Lotis - d. February 8th 2023

A new beginning marks an end,
the fault line dividing austerity
from Rock’n’Roll, where teenage
sweeps its parents from the stage.
Welcome to the Palais of posterity.
where only the gods ride out trends.

Raquel Welch - d. February 15th 2023

When I was thirteen 
they miniaturised you, 
symbol of your species,
injected it into my veins;
an unfathomable mission, 
not to save my life, 
but to make it sexier.

David Jolicoeur 'Trugoy the Dove' - d. February 12th 2023

Though every age must surely pass,
da innovators stand y’all.
We lay Plug 2 upon the grass;
a dozen doves spread out the pall.
The hero rhymes from three feet under,
and zero? It's the magic number.

Hugh Hudson - d. February 10th 2023

Show me today’s rushes
of the young men, fired
with hope and elation,
those stilted, distant voices
from faded time, wired
from light and imagination.

Thursday, 9 February 2023

Burt Bacharach - d. February 8th 2023

I heard this guy whistling;
a melody so far beyond familiar
that it felt like the story of his life.
It came at night; climbed the stairs,
turned the key, fell like petals
into his ear, wrote I love you
inside the chambers of his heart.

Read about Burt Bacharach here

Barrett Strong - d. January 28th 2023

I hear your music of love, money
and torment, a conscious groove.
Yours are the anthems of longing,
indelibly alive; now you’re gone, 
all you’ve left us is alone.

Tom Verlaine - d. January 28th 2023

How the darkness doubles now
in the moonless graveyard. 
The guitar goes into the case,
the maestro jumps a Cadillac,
and speeds into sweet oblivion.

Sylvia Syms - d. January 27th 2023

I still dream of that first drink
with you, soft eyed and smiling,
in a bar that never closes, 
from a time I can’t go back to,
a cool place in a sultry world.

David Crosby - d. January 18th 2023

Some songs live beyond their high times
to sing melancholy words of sleep.
Some songs show the pain of their writing,
learning to harmonise with disharmony.


Read about David Crosby here