Category Archives: Poetry

Poem in ‘Spring’s Bride’

Easter edition Bangor Literary Journal. Download here

Easter

A rent in the year

Through which the cold news comes:

Even the best of us

Will be consumed by pain,

Abandoned undeservedly

And not know why

And asked to say to all this,

Yes,

Though he destroy me

Yet I trust in him.

Each of us shivers

In this gap,

Choosing to assent

Or not

To love’s defiance

Of anything other than itself.

Victory or vindication –

These it lets fall

(Aborted fruits),

Facing into the wind,

Arms wide.

Artistry & Poetry on the Jamie Owen Show

I first worked in radio for the BBC in Wales in 1981. I’m still learning. On the 2nd July 2017 on the Jamie Owen Show I learned: always have your opening prepared, no matter how informal the programme.  The right blend of spontaneity and clarity flows more easily after that.

This show mixes recorded music, live performance, two guest commentators and two interviewees. The brief is weird and wonderful angles on the week’s news so, along with fellow commentator, comedian, Frank Honeybone, I enjoyed sharing some ‘couldn’t-make-it-up’ stories with listeners.

Sarah Brown

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Seamus Heaney – Walk on Air

I want to end 2015 by writing about something that connects death and life.  On August 12th I went with my husband and our friends, Anne and Huw to the large village of Bellaghy in County Derry, Northern Ireland. I’d been there before to visit Bellaghy Bawn, a substantial house dating from the early seventeenth century, from the days of the Plantation  of Ulster. It has for some time housed memorabilia connected with the poet, Seamus Heaney who grew up not far away.

But it’s not so much the Bawn that has stayed with me from this visit. It’s the graveyard.

photo Belfast Telegraph
photo Belfast Telegraph

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