
The Poetry Hour | Celebrating Poetry Through Performance
The Poetry Hour brings poetry to life through performances by professional actors, celebrating the power of spoken word.
The Poetry Hour | Josephine Hart Poetry Foundation
We aim to inspire a deeper love for arts, culture, and education—especially through the transformational power of poetry, literature, and performance. At the heart of our work is The Josephine Hart Poetry Hour, where renowned actors bring iconic poetry to life.
Poems - The Poetry Hour
Clownlike, happiest on your hands, Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled, Gilled like a fish. A common-sense Thumbs-down on the dodo’s mode. Wrapped up in yourself like a spool, Trawling…
Events - The Poetry Hour
Jun 20, 2023 · The Josephine Hart Poetry Foundation 128 City Road London EC1V 2NX
Church Going - The Poetry Hour
Once I am sure there’s nothing going on I step inside, letting the door thud shut. Another church: matting, seats, and stone, And little books; sprawlings of flowers, cut
Poetry Read Aloud | The Poetry Hour
Our mission is simple but profound: to unlock the creative potential in every young person and inspire every adult by encouraging them to read and perform poetry aloud and watch live poetry being read aloud.
Eliot - I Gotta Use Words When I Talk to You - The Poetry Hour
In the history of poetry there is before and after Thomas Stearns Eliot. Who was he, this man who created a new movement in literature, virtually a new poetic language that has ‘the capacity to cut into our consciousness with the sharpness of a diamond’ (Anders Österling, Permanent Secretary to The Swedish Academy 1948)?
Going, Going - The Poetry Hour
I thought it would last my time – The sense that, beyond the town, There would always be fields and farms, Where...
Afternoons - The Poetry Hour
Summer is fading: The leaves fall in ones and twos From trees bordering The new recreation ground. In the hollows of afternoons Young mothers assemble
Wilde - Each Man Kills The Thing He Loves - The Poetry Hour
Oscar Wilde spent six hours a day on the treadmill. His hands were torn to shreds by the picking of oakum. The sanitary conditions were so appalling that prisoners continually suffered the humiliation of diarrhoea.