This is the final poem in our series to mark National Poetry Day. It is an extract from “Little Gidding”, one section of T.S.Eliot’s last great work “The Four Quartets”. Little Gidding was a seventeenth century religious community near Huntingdon in Cambridgeshire. During the English Civil War they gave sanctuary to Charles 1st (the “broken […]
This is the fifth in our series of poems about East Anglia to mark National Poetry Day. It is a lament for the destruction by the sea of the once great Suffolk city of Dunwich. The author is Bernard Barton “The Quaker Poet” who spent most of his life as bank clerk in Woodbridge, Suffolk. […]
This is the fourth in our series of poems about East Anglia to mark National Poetry Day on 7th October. It is a response to the great fire which devastated Norwich “England’s chief ornament” in 1507 John Skelton was a clergyman born in Diss, where he was Rector for 30 years. He was tutor to […]
As Suffolk for Europe set up their street stall, they had barely got the chart up when people were literally lining up to ‘have their say’. What in the past had been a steady stream of people was a flood. People were angry and needed to vent. Volunteers at the stall listened to their complaints and agreed with them.
This is by the 17th century poet, Jonathan Swift. Colchester was famous for its oysters which were believed to have strong aphrodisiac powers.
Rupert Brooke wrote “The Old Vicarage: Grantchester” in Berlin in 1921. It is about longing for England from abroad, and the house in Grantchester where he had stayed. Grantchester is a village on the river Cam two miles from Cambridge. The Old Vicarage is now the home of Jeffrey and Lady Mary Archer.
In September there were by-elections for five Local Authority seats in East Anglia. The Greens took two seats from Conservatives, but the Conservatives recovered two seats (from an Independent and a Liberal Democrat) and held the fifth.
This is the first of a series of poems about East Anglia, which we are publishing to mark National Poetry Day.
Sadly the burning question for more and more households this winter will be “eating or heating?” A huge increase in the wholesale price of gas, added to other tough economic factors, will leave millions being forced to make hard choices this winter to avoid falling into debt.
I don’t spend all my time in Suffolk. But it’s where I’ve written most of my poems, some of them published, many not. It’s the emptiness that inspires me – the big skies and wide spaces.