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Spoken Word Supreme in Guildford

The last Pop Up Poetry event of 2012 was  a memorable occasion, a fitting climax to the year where we have built up our audience and our expertise to bring to Guildford a platform where local poets can have a hearing and poets from  London and other centres can make their voices heard in our provincial (dare I say) locality. The evening of December 11th  at the  Bar des Arts, Guildford, was dev...

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A selection of my poems from the forthcoming book 'Coming Home' read by Nicholas L. Fletcher.

http://youtu.be/a3x3lso-Bcc

 

 

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Berlin Tokyo War Hearts live poem set@isis levenshulme

Berlin Tokyo War Hearts live poem set
 
 
my ongoing tour of my new book was a live set of poems in Isis cafe, Levenshulme, Manchester on June 25 2012.  my book is out on lulu.com, look for Berlin Tokyo War Hearts by Nick Armbrister... i'll next be live at Gullivers, Manchester on july 5. the group theme was freed...

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I know you will think of me

 

I know you will think of me when they do not love you this way…

the infinite delight of my body on your breast

refreshing your soul with tenderness entirely

baptising your thirsty kisses without aspiring for one moment

to take control of your emotions.

 

I loved you entwining my breath in that furtive kiss

kindled perhaps by my devouring flame

riding my bod...

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Metropolis

 

Somewhere, the 9 till 5 office worker stops me with a deadpan stare,
Fixes me with the times of timetables passed, the graph paper squares
Of tomorrow’s schedule. The high-rise offices never bother to look down.

I never liked the city.

Never really cared
for the city’s callousness, its daily suicide,
the shadow at the top of each building that watches with certainty.

C...

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