Spring Poetry Underground

If you’ve changed metro lines at Diagonal station recently, you may have noticed some strange words hanging down from the ceiling of the tunnel. It’s all part of the Metropolitan Transport’s “Cultural Spring” programme, involving Dance, Literature and Music events. We sent our roving reporter down to check it out and this is what she found…

Get more information about the Cultural Spring programme here (only in Spanish or Catalan).

Strange Random Underground / Subway Quote:

“I didn’t get a toy train like the other kids. I got a toy subway instead. You couldn’t see anything, but every now and then you’d hear this rumbling noise go by.” – Stephen Wright

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Life as a Butterfly, a poem by Paul Kidd-Hewitt

Life as a Butterfly

Hanging on to life as a butterfly hangs onto a leaf

Hanging on to this one single leaf

As the cool breeze wishes to blow us away into the distance,

Like debris into a great storm.

Hanging on to this one single leaf with all my might and all my desire to live

As this is all there is and nothing more…..no more.

I look around through the eyes of this butterfly and see you all there,

Thousands and thousands of you beautiful butterflies;

Red and black and golden, green with blue stripes

An ocean of infinite colour and elegance,

All holding on with your wings braced by the breeze, resisting, resisting.

The fragility to be seen in the sheer determination to hang on, not to let go, to let go,

Until the breeze turns into a beautiful warm wind that gradually lifts us, first one leg and then another, then away

Up into the sky, to become one with nature and her plan,

Following the winds’  journey to the end with her and not against,

Every part of me allowing the wind to carry me to my destiny.

Memories of resistance on that single leaf are now into the distance as I enjoy

Nature‘s ride to the fullest.

Paul Kidd-Hewitt

January 2010

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Strange Random Poetry Quote:

“Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it.” – Vincent van Gogh

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Awakening of the Dreams, a poem by Paul Kidd-Hewitt.

Awakening of the Dreams.

Sing to me of a rainbow

With beauty in the air

Image by zenera via Flickr

A life led without hatred

Just love that we can share

If you talk to me of negativity

I’m sorry I won’t want to hear

‘Cause life is oh so precious

and so much to me is dear

What can you do with your time

Now that you are here

Keep telling these same old lies

Or do you want to be clear

About the dreams that you dreamt

That you thought had disappeared

But no, they were just sleeping inside you

Waiting to re-appear.

Copyright Paul Kidd-Hewitt 2010

Paul is a teacher with Exit Language Services as one of his many and varied occupations.

Strange Random Poetry Quote:
The only problem
with Haiku is that you just
get started and then
– Roger McGough

By popular demand … A Diamond poem

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Music

clear, bright

inspires, calms, motivates

words, sounds, rhythm, form

irritates, annoys, bothers

dull, painful

Noise

(from the ETTC website’s “Diamond Poem” template)

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Strange Random Poetry Quote:

Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash – Leonard Cohen

A William Carlos Williams poem

William Carlos Williams via last.fm

Tribute to William Carlos Williams poem template – ETTC website – Our previous efforts are here – here –  and here

This is just to say
I have eaten the chocolate cake
that was on
the kitchen table

and which
you were probably saving
for the party

Forgive me
it was delicious
so dark
and so filling

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What we learned today:

Image via Wikipedia

“This Is Just To Say” (1934) is a famous imagist poem by William Carlos Williams.

Williams was apparently a well-respected GP (family doctor) before becoming a writer and was friend of artists such as Man Ray and Marcel Duchamp – his work was later quoted as an inspiration for Allen Ginsberg and other poets and writers of the Beat Generation. Interesting stuff!

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I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

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Strange Random Christmas Quote:
Christmas is a time when kids tell Santa what they want and adults pay for it. Deficits are when adults tell the government what they want and their kids pay for it. Richard Lamm