The Church Above the Shops is a poem written by Owen Collins about Broadmead Baptist Church and published in the zine BRUTAL Bristol II. Shoppers clutching pencilled listshear the gospel drifting from the striplights.Charity workers calling in for a meal dealhave been known to come out, converts with Clubcards.They claim to have found Jesus inContinue reading “The Church Above the Shops”
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Fair Welbeck Street
FAIR WELBECK STREET, in all your brutalist majesty, Balanced & bold against the massive London sky, Teetering house of cards, it would be such a travesty To bring the barrier down, and say goodbye. In your storey-stacked style, you seem to call To days when we were young, shook hands, dreamed dreams Of progress, motion,Continue reading “Fair Welbeck Street”
Byron
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or haveContinue reading “Byron”
Hostel Life
I can take absolutely no credit for the following poem. I once read it in the book Kiwi Tracks and it has been with me ever since. Cathy does an excellent job of summarising the best and worst parts of staying in a hostel in a humorous way. I am sure some of you travellersContinue reading “Hostel Life”