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The Poetry Bird

I weep of a world where the Poetry bird’s wings are clipped.
The curlew waits to be grounded.
As cuts to the arts, libraries, our culture
are left un-shelved.

The dust swept away by a government that has left our culture smashed to pieces.
All dead writers are sobbing in their graves.
Each poet struggling to save it.
But then I remember.
That those in power, each gate keeper savours the fire in that aphrodisiac.
Teresa May will turn up her nose.
Boris Johnson humph and haw some statement.
President Trump I will not mention again.
For the curlew lies grounded in flight
Let’s bring that poetry bird to the light.

About Geraldine Ward

Geraldine Ward has been writing and performing various forms of poetry and prose from an early age, and is a regular contributor at the London Farrago Poetry Slam nights. She has published a number of books including the "Now" collection, and has featured in other publications including Katie Metcalfe's "Beautiful Scruffiness" series of magazines.


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