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Articles by Helen Cadbury
Spreading their wings
I’d like to travel back through time and tell my schoolgirl self that, one day, I’d consider poetry to be a magic carpet. (Although, I suspect she would have looked up from wrestling with a knotty slice of D.H. Lawrence only to roll her eyes!) To me now, though, there is no more efficient escape hatch from the daily grind than a poem. In just a handful of lines, a poet can snatch us up to dangle us over mountain ranges, sweep us into starry space or plunge us into the ocean’s green depths.
The Naming Of Birds:
The Naming Of Birds: Noctuary By Niall Campbell Steve Whitaker, Literary Correspondent You couldn’t be sure that Niall Campbell intended his poem, ‘Tightrope’, to figure as a metaphor for both the fragility of human affairs, and the delicacy with which we are obliged to approach them, but the tenor of this exquisite octet yields a precise measure of the presence of danger, of venturing into the unknown.
The Fair On The Ice:
The Fair On The Ice: Nature's Mutiny By Philipp Blom Steve Whitaker, Literary Correspondent The starting point for this magnificently sustained piece of historical research, is a painting by seventeenth century Flemish artist, Hendrick Avercamp (1589-1634). One of the earliest comprehensive examples of an ice-bound winter scene, ‘Winter Landscape with Skaters’ (1608) introduces a sense of carnival to the credulous viewer: the happiness of frozen frolics, of skating and of Carpe Diem.
‘My Boy Is Eighteen Today’ By Helen Cadbury
Poem Of The Week: ‘My Boy Is Eighteen Today’ By Helen Cadbury Steve Whitaker, Literary Correspondent Some photographic images are fixed points of reference in time: sealed inviolate in memory, they return as reminders of injustice, of tragedies unfolding on remote shores. They prick our consciences, block escape routes and disable mechanisms of psychological evasion, as they should.
Huddersfield Choral Society/Orchestra Of Opera North
Celestial Recurrences: Huddersfield Choral Society/Orchestra Of Opera North Steve Whitaker, Literary Correspondent Huddersfield Choral Society Sometimes an aural conduit to recognition, the musical interpretation of a poem may breathe vigour and life into a bare text.
Poem Of The Week
Poem Of The Week - Night Shift - Simon Armitage Steve Whitaker, Literary Correspondent Night Shift Once again I have missed you by moments; steam hugs the rim of the just-boiled kettle, water in the pipes finds its own level. In another room there are other signs of someone having left: dust, unsettled by the sweep of the curtains; the clockwork contractions of the paraffin heater.
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