Wednesday, September 18, 2013

In Protest: New Human Rights Poetry

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October 20, 2013 @ 6:00 pm – 7:00 pm
Senate House
Senate House
London,Greater London WC1E
The launch of In Protest: 150 Poems for Human Rights, a new anthology rooted in activism and calling for change. Join internationally renowned poet Ruth Padel, and publisher and philanthropist Sigrid Rausing, for readings including James Byrne, Chrissie Gittins and David Lee Morgan. Celebrate this inspiring book, and buy your specially discounted copy, on the Festival’s finale evening.

Róisín O - Hold On

Monday, September 16, 2013

True. all my mothers

women give birth to the future, mothers get to shape it. the plain truth is that with out women were all f'd, or not depending on your point of view. either way there's not much of a furure without women so maybe a little gratitude - for the promise of the future, for the blessings of today, for any wisdom from the past -
thank you very very much all my mothers.

Friday, June 14, 2013

from Still Wishing To Be Ravens : Love Poem for Richard Brautigan 6.6.8

Love Poem for R.B.
Today I heard on the radio that Richard Brautigan
Killed himself last fall.
Then some girl who was 17 in 1970 read his Love Poem.
She said that her then lover was a DJ on a college
Station and had dedicated a recording of the poem
To her, over the air, before he disappeared in a
Californian direction.
Anyway, I don’t know where I was.
Maybe I was washing clothes or asleep even.
Maybe I was with Jenny or Eva or somebody.
I could a been drunk, or depressed
As if by some sort of intuition.
All I really know is that I’ll never know where I was
When he did it.
I wonder how he did it.
Maybe I should go down to the library look him
Up on the newspaper micro-film file?
Most likely I won’t though, the library is closed now
And I’m not sure I care that much anyway.
Besides it’s one of those details I’m sure will
Accidentally find its way to me.
It kinda pisses me off that he did it, I mean he
Wrote that Watermelon Sugar book, I read it years ago
When Mary gave it to me and I, 15 in 1970.
Watermelon Sugar and Mary my first lover go good together.
I don’t know about this suicide stuff though.
But maybe it’s nice not having to wake up alone with yourself
When you just don’t want to any more.

from: Still Wishing To be Ravens, new poems
by pd lyons
2009, Myo, Myo & Razooka
Winetown Castlepollard; Ireland
blue hydrangea

Sunday, March 3, 2013

salamander yellow pad: Re: Poets

salamander yellow pad: Re: Poets: “He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stone cutter more obstinate, no m...

Friday, March 1, 2013

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

warsan in wonderland: day four.

warsan in wonderland: day four.: you were like an ulcer on the inside of my cheek that my tongue could not stop touching. loving you was like watching a stranger clean a ...

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

salamander yellow pad: Fore Abbey by Pd Lyons

salamander yellow pad: Fore Abbey by Pd Lyons: Fore Abbey by Pd Lyons   Whiskered wooden posts Decorated by bits of rusted star crossed metal Silhouettes upon the...

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Why We Like Straight-Forward-Poetry

Why We Like Straight-Forward-Poetry

Subject: RE: [Straight Forward Poetry] Too early for blueberries

Dear pd lyons,
We love “Too early for blueberries” and would like to publish it in the next issue of Straight Forward Poetry.
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Friday, February 8, 2013

Jellyfish Whispers: A Poem by pd lyons

Jellyfish Whispers: A Poem by pd lyons: only august crows almost quiet only feather sounds rising almost still only slow steady beating as if horses finally ...

Pyrokinection: A Poem by pd lyons

Pyrokinection: A Poem by pd lyons: Belize The cinnamon woman pulls me down In an ancient heat Her golden fingerprints Whisper of an unborn midnight Long long ago ...

Monday, February 4, 2013

pop song 1994

Down the streets of ecstasy
I'll take my chances endlessly
And there's no need for me to run
With my fingers wrapped around a gun

reality what can it be
BUt a misery you set for me
there's no sense in wanting more cuz
this is what I have been put here for

Look around What do I see?
there aint nuthin here for me
Look around what do I see
There aint nuthin more for me

You preachers of morality
how would you do to live like me
heaven's just a novelty
another thing they denied to me

so down the streets of ecstasy
I'll make my way most carelessly
and you can judge it tragedy,
but I wont surrender that easily

Look around What do I see?
there aint nuthin here for me
Look around what do I see
There aint nuthin more for me

So down the streets of ecstasy
I take my chances endlessly
and theres no need for me to run
with my fingers wrapped around a gun