Untold Stories: Poetry at English Heritage
Untold Stories – Poetry at English Heritage took place in the autumn of 2020. Through new commissions, a poetry exchange and a public competition the programme allowed us to experience English Heritage sites in new ways and offered opportunities for everyone to explore our past through poetry. The programme was co-curated by Jacob Sam-La Rose, English Heritage’s Poet in Residence. This digital anthology brings together a collection of works written as part of the programme. It features poems written in Shout Out Loud workshops led by Malika Booker; as part of the Untold Stories Poetry Competition; and by commissioned poets Esme Allman, Nii Ayikwei Parkes, Jay Bernard, Malika Booker, Safiya Kamaria Kinshasa and Jacob Sam-La Rose. english-heritage.org.uk/untold-stories
Untold Stories – Poetry at English Heritage took place in the autumn of 2020. Through new commissions, a poetry exchange and a public competition the programme allowed us to experience English Heritage sites in new ways and offered opportunities for everyone to explore our past through poetry. The programme was co-curated by Jacob Sam-La Rose, English Heritage’s Poet in Residence.
This digital anthology brings together a collection of works written as part of the programme. It features poems written in Shout Out Loud workshops led by Malika Booker; as part of the Untold Stories Poetry Competition; and by commissioned poets Esme Allman, Nii Ayikwei Parkes, Jay Bernard, Malika Booker, Safiya Kamaria Kinshasa and Jacob Sam-La Rose.
english-heritage.org.uk/untold-stories
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inspired by: York Cold War Bunker<br />
Said the Bunker<br />
to the Bomb<br />
Black<br />
I want to have fun,<br />
I want to know the truth of the land<br />
the ha-has and swamps<br />
of poor popul<strong>at</strong>ions who want more<br />
fun, distinction, more expensive leisure<br />
and gold leaf cantaloupes<br />
I want glory and a dishwasher<br />
I want a hero’s charred underpants<br />
I want a hero’s yellow snakeskin hair<br />
I want to be the night, to be de<strong>at</strong>h,<br />
to be the warning and the knell,<br />
the heaving chime, the fly’s mouth<br />
I shoot planes in my nightmares.<br />
I pre-emptively learn to hold a gun,<br />
straight and firm like a future<br />
I want to be the flawless slip<br />
of blue sky to pink, I want to be peace itself<br />
like a worm undermud<br />
I want to be pure environment<br />
the life p<strong>at</strong>ty in a docile hill,<br />
the clay th<strong>at</strong> makes both kite and wind<br />
I want to have more fun than this<br />
I want to give bodies back to the vaporised<br />
not light candles <strong>at</strong> a march<br />
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