RBW Online ISSUE 199
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Date: 5th August 2011
Thoughts & Quotes ... Dag Hammarskjöld Destiny is something not be to desired and not to be avoided. A mystery not contrary to reason, for it implies that the world, and the course of human history, have meaning.
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Our work for peace must begin within the private world of each one of us. To build for man a world without fear, we must be without fear. To build a world of justice, we must be just. And how can we fight for liberty if we are not free in our own minds? How can we ask others to sacrifice if we are not ready to do so?... Only in true surrender to the interest of all can we reach that strength and independence, that unity of purpose, that equity of judgment which are necessary if we are to measure up to our duty to the future, as men of a generation to whom the chance was given to build in time a world of peace. UN Press Release SG/360 (22 December ‘53) The pursuit of peace and progress cannot end in a few years in either victory or defeat. The pursuit of peace and progress, with its trials and its errors, its successes and its setbacks, can never be relaxed and never abandoned. United Nations Bulletin Vol. XVI, No. 4 (15 February 1954) A man of firm convictions does not ask, and does not receive, understanding from those with whom he comes into conflict. ... A mature man is his own judge. In the end, his only firm support is being faithful to his own convictions. The advice of others may be welcome and valuable, but it does not free him from responsibility. Therefore, he may become very lonely. Address to the Swedish Academy (20 December 1954) The UN is not just a product of do-gooders. It is harshly real. The day will come when men will see the UN and what it means clearly. Everything will be all right — you know when? When people, just people, stop thinking of the United Nations as a weird Picasso abstraction, and see it as a drawing they made themselves. As quoted in The Times [London] (27 June 1955) Constant attention by a good nurse may be just as important as a major operation by a surgeon. As quoted in news reports (18 March 1956) and Simpson's Contemporary Quotations (1988) by James Beasley Simpson "Freedom from fear" could be said to sum up the whole philosophy of human rights. Statement on the 180th anniversary of the Virginia Statute for Religious Freedom, written by Thomas Jefferson, as quoted in Quote (20 May 1956) Do we refer to the purposes of the Charter? They are expressions of universally shared ideals which cannot fail us, though we, alas, often fail them. Or do we think of the institutions of the United Nations? They are our tools. We fashioned them. We use them. It is our responsibility to remedy any flaws there may be in them.... This is a difficult lesson for both idealists and realists, though for different reasons. I suppose that, just as the first temptation of the realist is the illusion of cynicism, so the first temptation of the idealist is the illusion of Utopia. "An International Administrative Service", From an Address to the International Law Association at McGill University, Montreal, 30 May, 1956. Wilder Foote (Ed.), The Servant of Peace, A Selection of the Speeches and Statements of Dag Hammarskjöld, The Bodley Head, London 1962. It is not the Soviet Union or indeed any other big Powers who need the United Nations for their protection. It is all the others. In this sense, the Organization is first of all their Organization and I deeply believe in the wisdom with which they will be able to use it and guide it. I shall remain in my post during the term of my office as a servant of the Organization in the interests of all those other nations, as long as they wish me to do so. In this context the representative of the Soviet Union spoke of courage. It is very easy to resign; it is not so easy to stay on. It is very easy to bow to the wish of a big power. It is another matter to resist. As is well known to all Members of this Assembly, I have done so before on many occasions and in many directions. If it is the wish of those nations who see in the Organization their best protection in the present world, I shall now do so again. Statement to the General Assembly of the United Nations (3 October 1960) Dag Hammarskjöld (29 July 1905 – 18 September 1961) was a Swedish diplomat, the second United Nations SecretaryGeneral, and a Nobel Peace Prize recipient.
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Assignment: Eating out/ Weather forecast (400 words) Random Words: compost/organic/deception/recycle/fluorescent/jewellery/ feather/blood-bath/synchronized/maybe/Theodore (150 words)
Words of the Week eon noun A long time, a period of 1,000,000,000 years. gossamer noun A fine film or strand as of cobwebs, floating in the air or caught on bushes etc. caprice noun an impulsive, seemingly unmotivated notion or action. indelible adj having the quality of being difficult to remove, wash away, blot out, or efface. diatribe noun A verbal or written attack on a person. excrescence n Something, usually abnormal which grows out of something else. coruscate v to give off light; to reflect in flashes; to sparkle or to exhibit brilliant technique or style. orrery n a clockwork model of the solar system. Wikipedia image
LIFE OBSERVATIONS The ground is like concrete. It is hard to love a slug, especially those eating the hostas. Count blessing rather than money to find happiness. Where do people in circuses run away to? Why are steps in hotels steeper than those found anywhere else, especially after an evening spent propping up the bar? Wasps digging out the insides of a tree stump to use in their nest.
RBW Annual General Meeting & Writersâ€™ Lunch Monday 8th August 2011
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Arrival 12.15 for 12.30 AGM â€”1.00pm lunch. Royal Oak Restaurant, Wolverhampton Road, Stafford
These Are Your Pages THE CIRCUS
I wanted to join the circus: the sawdust, the lights, the band, the danger each and every night travelling around the land.
A trimeric is a four-stanza poetry form created by Charles A. Stone. The first stanza has four lines and the last three stanzas three lines each, with the first line of each repeating the respective line of the first stanza.
The sawdust, the lights, the band draw great crowds towards the big top but not when TV‘s on demand. The danger each and every night working with fierce tigers and lions but not with no animals in sight Travelling around the land my home‘s where‘er I park my van but not where the circus is banned.
SEAT OF THE CHAIR John Price
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‗Use of internet search engines is making people lose their memory, scientists claim.‘ That newspaper headline would be worrying if it were true. What the scientists at New York‘s Columbia University actually said was that with the widespread use of the internet, we are less inclined to commit information to memory because we can so easily look it up. But isn‘t that what we‘ve always done? It‘s why most of us record appointments and not-to-bemissed events in our diaries and it‘s why writers should always have notebooks with them. The one I‘m currently using is a freebie from a conference I went to in Canada, a handy 8 by 5 inches and spiral-bound. Over the past year or so it‘s never been far away: on my desk, on the coffee table in the evening, in the bedside draw through the night, in assorted waiting rooms and in my hand luggage on trains and boats and planes. A quick scan reminds me that I‘ve recorded snippets of overheard conversation, observations (on just about anything), quirky names, titles for articles and books, jokes, cartoon captions from the papers, article ideas and outlines (usually as mind maps) and rough drafts of stuff I‘ve been mulling over. As I read through the pages now, new ideas come to mind linking different entries, which is just the way our brains work. At the time I wrote them down I didn‘t know I might use them in that particular way or, indeed, how I might use them at all. American author, poet and advocate of the simple life, Henry David Thoreau, writing in the mid -nineteenth century, recalls putting ‗a piece of paper under my pillow, and when I could not sleep I wrote in the dark.‘ All I can say is that Thoreau‘s handwriting was obviously better than mine. Once when staying at a friend‘s, a title for an article popped into my head as I was dropping off to sleep. I reached out to turn on the bedside lamp but the long flex was caught behind the bed and I couldn‘t reach the switch. The only thing to do, if I wasn‘t to risk losing the idea altogether, was to grab my notebook and write down the title in the dark. Next morning I checked the entry: ‗Avteell tifli Didhly Wof‘. How on earth would I be able to use that in an article?
These Are Your Pages STARS (SMS Assignment) Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you lack, up above this rock so high, flickering pulsar in the black. Do you think on us? I fear. Billions of life forms scurrying here, lots of water sparkles blue. Is it a beacon for your warriors too? Do you need slaves, to mine your ore? We‘ve got millions by the score. Do your troopers become more hungry every day? We‘ve sent you a map to point the way.
Random words SMS Standing in the caravan doorway Ethel gave the envelope with the Holloway postmark her full attention. It had been such a long time since she had thought of her sister-in-law. Adele Paradine: why was she writing after so long. Echoes of that last party formed in her memory: the hot summer night on the terrace, the girls in swish dresses and bright red lipstick. Adele wore a strapless gown in indigo and maroon, voices and laughter floated out across the bay ... the recollection slammed into her stomach with the force of a battering ram ... and now Adele, who had already taken so much, wanted more from her. Ethel crumpled the letter and tossed into the bin. Why complicate her life with more of Adele Paradine’s self-centred fiction.
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These Are Your Pages Random Words: (147 words) CMH Well! Thought Ethel. It’ll never do! Ethel could think in italics and managed the exclamation marks admirably; if she really put her mind to it she could also think in coloured, UNDERLINED BLOCK CAPITALS and not many people can do that. Those girls are a force to be reckoned with for sure, but indigo lines on a caravan?! She mused about that. Well, maybe on a white one, but not on a lipstick coloured van decorated with envelopes. Her attention was caught by the fact that most of the envelopes were marked OHMS. Oh good, thought Ethel, they’ll have had their ‘Social’ cheques and be able to pay the rent this week. She could hear their voices, working out the fiction that they’re going to tell me about not having had the money yet, she thought. Ah-ha. I’ve got them this time! There’s no escaping this paradigm!
Assignment: Stars (277 words) CMH
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Stars are strange things, balls of flaming hydrogen gas, held together only by the force of gravity, burning in a vacuum and comprising about 90% of the total mass of a planetary system. With any luck, a star has a life of a few billion years and then it runs out of fuel and has to find something else to burn. Fret not, the answer is to hand. Having spent its life turning Hydrogen into Helium it starts to burn Helium and the change over is very rapid. Unfortunately, Helium burning stars have the regrettable tendency to be somewhat larger and hotter than the Hydrogen burning ones Nothing much of course, just a factor of two or three, which can have unfortunate consequences for any orbiting bodies and any life forms on those orbiting bodies. Close in orbiting bodies, planets, planetismals, cometry debris and suchlike will have a short, warm, existence before adding to the central mass of the system giving it a few extra minutes of life. Any life forms existing on the planets in orbit may have the time to say ‘What the heck…’ before its constituent mass is added to the central fire and is eliminated from the galactic record. Of course, stars are not constant anyway! The output from a solar furnace varies, cyclically, over a few millennia and is further disturbed by a series of local – a few million miles across – surface blemishes. All of this tends to make any local life forms either adaptable or extinct. The end of the world? Maybe, but it’s some time away. About another billion years, so I wouldn’t worry, too much, about paying the milkman.
These Are Your Pages CMH White Collar .... Short story continues from last week ... Sunday The detective sergeant who asked me to call in to the Police Station at 9.30 on Sunday was a very nice young woman, who had a decidedly poor view of men who abused a woman. ‘I’m DS Fiona Cantrell,’ she said. ‘One of the team who are working on the assault on Ms. Gonzales, and the embezzlement at Ankorwatt. We haven’t found any trace of Mr. Almond yet and need to ask you some more questions as to his possible whereabouts.’ ‘I’m the wrong person to ask about Robin Almond,’ I replied. ‘The best person, if she’ll be able to under the circumstances, is Shandy, sorry, Ms. Gonzales. They were divorced about six months ago, and I never mixed in their social circles. Yesterday morning I gave your people a list of the places I thought he may gone to, and haven’t thought of any more since. ‘Anyway, isn’t it a bit previous to be putting out a sort of general arrest or shoot on sight thing? All we know is that Shandy was beaten up by somebody and that Robin has disappeared. They may be related but it’s not certain that Robin did the deed as it were.’ ‘When, and if, Ms. Gonzales recovers consciousness we will ask all sorts of questions Mr. Bancroft, you may be sure of that, in the meanwhile we’re pursuing our enquiries. Now, about that list of places!’ After two hours we shook hands, I had listed the address of the boat yard and the airfield that I knew about, although I admitted that they might have been changed, approximately the addresses of the holiday homes and such friends as I knew. The London flat that the company had once leased was noted and an elderly aunt of Robin’s dredged up from a distant memory. The spare set of office keys were left in the care of the fraud squad.
# # # # At the hospital, I joined Shandy’s parents in a quiet, somewhat tearful, worry about Shandy. In the private ward she looked so small and helpless lying in a bed with various tubes and wires attached to that tough body. Where had the real Shandy gone? Was she alone in there somewhere, fighting to get out, or was she just a residual presence in a useless chunk of meat. I picked up her hand and whispered, ‘Love you Shandy.’ A faint whisper came out of her lips, ‘Doun! You’ jus’ sayin’ tha’ t’ cheer m’ up.’ I clutched the hand tighter, ‘Shandy, you’re awake! Your mum and dad are outside, I’ll call them!’ ‘No’ befo’ you…kissed m’ an’ say it again. Mike’. ‘I love you Shandy’, I repeated and kissed her gently on her sore looking lips. ‘Took you… long time… to say it. Mike.’ ‘It took me a long time to realise it, Shandy. Too long and I didn’t want you to… I thought you would die and I wanted you to know that… I’m not making sense am I?’ ‘Nev’… met a man who did. Jus’ good enough for now… need more in the future. Think you… could be… Mr. Shandy? ‘Bet on it!’ I replied fervently. ‘You can absolutely bet on it!’ Buzzers started sounding, I’d managed to disconnect some monitor or other, and the next few minutes were spent in the professional medical attention and tears from Shandy’s parents.
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Fiction Project: ARE WE THERE YET? Editor’s notes. A message from the manuscript editor:
HOUSE STYLE Indenting: Except for the FIRST line of a chapter or after a line break all other first lines including speech should be indented. Speech marks: A SINGLE inverted comma (‘) around dialogue; Notice 14pt; Notice no line between paragraphs; Indent speech by five spaces; DO NOT indent first line; Notice how speech is punctuated and NEVER put speech into italics; Times New Roman font; NEVER use fancy formatting; NEVER use text boxes; NEVER underline; NEVER centre headings DO NOT capitalize ordinary nouns Notice the action takes place over a few minutes between characters all in the same place and that the story progresses. PLEASE Send pieces in embedded in emails not as attachments. Many Thanks
Charlie Witters and his brother, Brendan They own the coach company Angelo Driver FC Tours Coach No: 666 – Anglo-Italian – diamond smuggler Samantha Goodright Courier FC Tours – niece of the Witter brothers Ted Fetler Relief driver FC Tours Vera Pensioner - bladder weakness (Coldwynd Sands and Fare Deal) Gloria Pensioner - tubby companion to Vera Dan Forthright Inept, pompous PI – former rank DCI (Coldwynd Sands and WTAWTAW) Pete Ferret Sidekick to Forthright PI— insurance agents for stolen jewels Tudor and Dewi Davies Welsh sheep farmers won a ticket in a raffle Cyril & Muriel Pinkney Pompous Headmaster and long-suffering wife - hots for Henri Henri, Comte de Monte Donne - French aristo (?) Henri’s unnamed brother – a black sheep Mrs Richardson (Fare Deal) carrying Dickie’s mortal remains in a carrier bag Bobby Owen (Fare Deal) accompanying Mrs Richardson Jason Ratisson (JR) and Jacqueline Gardien (Jacqui). Lovers having a preliminary honeymoon. Martin Man of Mystery — go-between for jewel thieves and buyers Mick and Meg Dale Mick has wandering affection Mrs Grace Ferret Pete’s wife and partner in the PI business. Doesn’t see eye-to-eye with Mavis. Mrs Mavis Forthright Dan’s wife and partner in the PI business. Doesn’t see eye-to-eye with Grace. Lady Antonia Garibaldi Italian grand dame – diamond smuggler in cahoots with driver Miss Wainright Mousy companion to Lady Garibaldi (might be a man, as yet undecided) Barry and Beryl Smith Pools Winners. Parents to Harry and Cilla Sandy Rathe, and his friend, Julian, Grapes of Rathe Guesthouse Sister Margarette and Sister Bernadette – the fake nuns - seeking stolen jewels Sister Ignatius and Sister Teresa the real nuns
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In Rome James Anthony Angelo brought the coach to a halt on the edge of St Peterâ€™s Square. Samantha addressed the weary travellers via her microphone. 'We'll pick you up here in two hours time. Don't be late, we can't wait. I'm afraid that you won't have time to visit the Sistine Chapel, the queues are too long. Oh, and watch your handbags ladies, there's pickpockets everywhere!' Everyone filed off the coach and headed for the Vatican souvenir shops, except Gloria and Vera, who made a bee line for the Italian ice-cream kiosk muttering something about trying out the wonderful gelati. As Martin passed Angelo, he thrust a note into Angelo's hand. Lady Antonia held back, waiting for everyone to disperse. Angelo opened the note and read it out. 'Meet on the roofa of the Castel Sant'Angelo in one hour. Bringa the gifta you're proposing to sell.' 'What gift's that?' asked Antonia. 'They musta mean the diamonds, couldn't riska putting that ina note.' 'Where's the Castel Sant'Angelo?' 'It's justa down the road. I know a coach park we can use-a ... I spenta many happy hours in Roma changing currency for the Americanas. They had no idea of the rate.' Angelo smiled, remembering his formative teenage years. 'Letsa go.' Antonia sat in Samantha's seat and Angelo turned the coach back down the Vatican approach road, towards the river and the coach park at the Pont Umberto. Retrieving the shiny cylinder from beneath his seat, Angelo locked the coach and clutching the cylinder under his jacket, followed Antonia towards the Castel Sant'Angelo. The large circular structure, initially commissioned by the Roman Emperor Hadrian as a mausoleum for himself and his family, loomed ahead. They could just see a few tourists leaning over the rail on the roof enjoying the panoramic view of Rome and the Tiber. As they approached, a small crowd was gathering at the entrance. Angelo pushed his way through to reach the ticket desk. Ordering two tickets, he went to pull out his wallet from his jacket and, to his horror, realised the cylinder had gone. He looked back over the heads of the crowd and watched a man in jeans and a black leather jacket run towards the Pont Sant'Angelo, the bridge that led to the south side of Rome. He knew that once the robber reached the other side of the bridge, he could disappear into the streets and alleyways and never be seen again. Angelo shouted to Antonia and gave chase. In his youth, he had run from the Politzia many times, and could still run faster than most men of his age. He was slowly gaining on the robber, his determination giving him extra impetus. He'd been through a lot to get this far, putting up with the mindless chatter of the people on the coach, the unintelligible accent of Ted Fettler and the constant criticism from Samantha about his driving. As these thoughts passed through his mind, his speed increased. Following the twists and turns of his quarry, knocking against meandering tourists, shooting through random photographs, he realised that the robber was heading for the Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi, the Fountain of the four rivers, in the Piazza Navona. As they burst into the piazza, Angelo was only twenty feet behind. The robber ran to the fountain, thrust the cylinder into the hands of a well dressed man who passed the thief a brown paper bag. The thief glanced back at Angelo with a smile and disappeared into a crowd of tourists. Angelo had to think fast, he ran at the man, who was facing the fountain unaware of Angelo's approach. As they collided, Angelo grabbed the cylinder, the impact unbalanced the man who tripped over the low wall and splashed into the fountain. Angelo turned and ran back the way he had come before the man could surface and realise what had happened. As Angelo ran back, he couldn't help thinking there was something familiar about the man. Was it his clothes, finely tailored Italian, his snake-skin shoes or his Eau de Cologne? When he reached the Pont Sant'Angelo, he spotted Antonia searching the throngs of people crossing the bridge. He waved as she looked in his direction and he could see the relief in her face as he held up the cylinder. Looking at his watch, he said, 'It's time to pick up the passengers. I'm certain the contact will have gone by now. Martin will have to arrange another meeting.' The image of the man still lingered in Angelo's mind. He was sure they'd met before, but who and where?
Judy ... Polishes off Cyril ―Just take a butcher‘s at that,‖ whispered Vera rolling her eyes and then examining the chips on her nail varnish as she raised her hand to cover her mouth. ―If it wasn‘t covered from head to toe in the good Lord‘s sacred cloth I for one ‗ud swear it was up to no good. For sure our Dad would have said he‘d seen the likes of that one many a time hawking her mutton up agin the abbatoir on Viaduct Street.‖ As she paused to draw breath she prised a mint from the depths of her handbag and popped it into her mouth surreptitiously behind her friend‘s back. Before she had time to explain herself, the young nun in question and her companion stepped up behind her, almost missing her footing as she turned to offer a hand to support Sister Benedict. ―Don‘t fuss and pither about. All that chocolate does you no good. You‘re far too excitable, like a child in a sweet shop the moment you‘re let loose with a few shillings in your purse. Thanks be we can sit a while now and sort out the medals and candles for the sisters at home.‖ ―I‘ve just got to do this first, God help me‖, announced Sister Bernadette rattling her packet of aniseed balls like castanets above the heads of the children on the seat behind. She slid across to the window seat and shuffled herself into position for the game to begin. ―Now I shan‘t give yis any warning before they start to fly,‖ she advised. So get ready to catch!‖ Martin the Mystery Man, seated on the next row back had returned early to the coach from his rendezvous with a fence at the ‗Club des Anglais‘ near the docks. Exhausted he had fallen into a fitful slumber punctuated by dozens of thrilling, nay stimulating visions of scantily-clad, dusky maidens whose repertoire of erotic contortions left little to the imagination and left Martin with his tongue hanging out. Not being one to miss out on any ‗Special Offers‘ he turned his gaping mouth towards the vision there floating above him, tantalising in red lace. ―Ready?‖ said Sister Bernadette as the coach moved off. ― And awaaaay we go!‖ So saying she grabbed a couple of aniseed balls and carelessly flung them over her head. The children shrieked with delight as they scrabbled about on the floor of the coach determined to find their prize. ―And again. I‘m waiting for yis to be sat in your places. Awaaay…‖ The sweets flew from her careless finger tips far above the reach of the children this time, causing them to grasp the back of their seats and haul themselves up onto their knees. Unfortunately, what no reliable adult had noticed was that seated behind Martin enjoying his Xrated dreams sat Cyril Pinkney, former primary school headmaster who could bore for England. Cyril for once was not grabbing every second of poor Muriel‘s attention, for Muriel was sleeping. Cyril, too, was also dozing open mouthed. ―Hey Mister. You got our sweets!‖ screeched the quiet one overcome with the excitement of the chase. Cyril behind appeared not to hear, but was rolling his eyes and tears ran down his purple face as his head rocked and then fell to one side. While he lay still the child scuffled with his friend to reach and scoop up a couple of aniseed balls from the man‘s lap. ―Here you are. We‘ll have one each,‖ he said to his friend. It‘s a draw. Don‘t wake the old man up or our Mam‘ll kill us.‖ ―Yes indeed. Give the man some peace now,‖ laughed Geraldine. ―Sit down properly now. We‘ll be there in no time.‖ ―Perhaps the rest of us could have a bit of peace too,‖ muttered Sister Benedict as she nodded in Gloria‘s direction. The coach journeyed steadily on with Martin the Mystery Man none the wiser of his lucky escape.
Originally ... this piece by Judy was going to be the demise of Martin the Mystery Man but as he is now required for the grand ending scenes in Sorrento ... we had to change tack to get rid of the obnoxious Cyril ... who let‘s face it, was a pain in the nethers. Library reading scheme introduced in Stoke-on-Trent (PRESS RELEASE)
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As part of a new initiative in Staffordshire volunteers are being recruited to visit peoples' homes to read aloud to them. Stoke-on-Trent City Council said their library service scheme is aimed for housebound residents and older people. The initiative will be introduced in September and anyone willing to volunteer is advised to contact the council. The library service already offers a doorstep delivery service and support reading groups.
www.radiowildfire.com Monday 1st August 8.00-10.00 pm (UK time). + Roy McFarlane's Laureate's Diary from 10.00pm + Longden's Listings It's not so much 'wish you were here' as 'hope you'll be with us' as we find ourselves at one more first Monday of the month - the time when we'll be relaying the best in live literature to you through your broadband connection. Here in the august surroundings of the Radio Wildfire studio we are taking a holiday from live guests and bringing you a show of pre-recorded tracks and playing catch-up with some of the material that we just haven't had time to play so far this year. On Saturday 23rd of July Writing West Midlands and Birmingham Book Festival coordinated The Great West Midlands Poetry Relay with ten poets at ten venues across the region. Part of the Cultural Olympics, the ten new poems written especially for the event were recorded by Monty Funk Productions who will be creating a permanent online interactive map where you'll be able to hear the poems and follow the route. But thanks to the organisers Radio Wildfire will be bringing you an exclusive preview of the poems and a running commentary to go with them. Rely on Radio Wildfire Live! to be the first to come across the winning lines. We are also taking the chance to dip into Toronto poet Norman Christofoli's cd Pass The Mustard . We had such a great response to the tracks that we played back in May that we had to bring you more. There'll also be extracts from the sequence Filmed Poems by the New York poet Stephen Mead. Stephen's work with voice and soundscape continues to intrigue us and, we think, set a benchmark for recording spoken word. Freshly uploaded to our website this month, we have tracks from Adrian Johnson who riffs on Sumerr; poetry from Sarah Delroy; a treat of treated voice from Swallows, plus more from Stephanie Spiers and, by way of a change from Tony Judge, a poem. And, as if that wasn't enough, we'll be renewing our acquaintance with - a short story by Martin Reed called Sheena up a mountain in flip-flops - just in time to dedicate it to the hardy souls who take part in the annual Snowdon Race; Win Saha with a quick dip into her Offa's Press CD Win's Top Thirty!; and who knows what else we'll have time for. Then at 10.00 pm you'll get the latest instalment of the Laureate's Diary from current Birmingham Poet Laureate Roy McFarlane. Another month in a rollercoaster of a year reflected on and written about with Roy's natural ebullience. ... which is followed immediately by Gary Longden with his Longden's Listings the only complete spoken word events diary being transmitted. Listen in and catch your own event being discussed. Join us: Monday 1st August from 8.00 pm UK time at www.radiowildfire.com Follow Radio Wildfire on Twitter @ www.twitter.com/radiowildfire The Loop. Listen in 24 hours a day, 7 days a week at www.radiowildfire.com Plus Radio Wildfire play-on-demand tracks @ www.myspace.com/radiowildfire â€“ here to wildfire your imagination. WHAT IS RADIO WILDFIRE? Radio Wildfire is an independent online radio station which blends spoken word, poetry, performance literature, comedy, storytelling, short stories and more with a novel selection of word/music fusion and an eclectic mix of musical styles. www.radiowildfire.com broadcasts live 8.00-10.00pm (UK time) on the first Monday of every month.
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When The LOOP is next updated, Steph says the recorded track is a comic monologue loosely based on a piece she penned of Veraâ€˜s adventures in Fare Deal. On the morning in question Vera is at work in the Portacabin trying to put together a chocolate fountain for the wedding when all the instructions are in Japanese, while the phone keeps ringing and all their clients are trying to book the stunning Olga ... no worries ... Vera palms the punters off with the dubious charms of Ethel and Angie as wedding escorts without a pang of conscience.
Latest Competitions: UPDATE FROM THE POETRY LIBRARY Barnet Libraries Wall of the Words Poetry Competition | Closing Date: 30-Aug-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/competitions/?id=1049 British Red Cross Creative Writing Competition | Closing Date: 30-Aug-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/competitions/?id=1051 Poetry in Mind Competition | Closing Date: 01-Sep-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/competitions/?id=1057 The High Sheriff 's Cheshire Prize for Literature | Closing Date: 01-Sep-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/competitions/?id=1058 Ilkley Literature Festival Children's and Young People's Competitions | Closing Date: 26-Sep-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/competitions/?id=1054 New Magazines: Rattle: a journal at the convergence of art and writing http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/magazines/magazines/?id=606 Latest News: The poet Fran Landesman has died aged 83| 23-Jul-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/news/poetryscene/?id=824 OBITUARY http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/8663810/Fran-Landesman.html The Rialto added to Poetry Magazines site | 29-Jul-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/news/library/?id=822 How Do Poetry Magazines Get Made? | 29-Jul-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/news/library/?id=820 Vera Pavlova - If There is Something to Desire | 18-Jul-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/news/acquisitions/?id=819 Poetry Library Book Club - 20 Years of The Adoption Papers | 18-Jul-11 http://www.poetrylibrary.org.uk/news/library/?id=818
GOVERNMENT PRESS RELEASE 3rd August 2011 Sweeping intellectual property reforms to boost growth and add billions to the UK economy
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The Government today announced plans to support economic growth by modernising UK intellectual property laws. Ministers have accepted the recommendations made in an independent review which estimate a potential benefit to the UK economy of up to £7.9 billion. The recommendations were made in May 2011 by Professor Ian Hargreaves in his report, - ‗Digital Opportunity: A review of intellectual property and growth’. Modernising intellectual property law is a key action from the Government‘s Plan for Growth, published in March alongside the Budget, which will help create the right conditions for businesses to invest, grow and create jobs. Announcing the Government's response to the review, Business Secretary Vince Cable said:"The Government is focused on boosting growth and the Hargreaves review highlighted the potential to grow the UK economy. By creating a more open intellectual property system it will allow innovative businesses to develop new products and services which will be able to compete fairly in the UK's thriving markets for consumer equipment. "We are accepting the recommendations and will now set about reforming the UK's intellectual property systems. Opening up intellectual property laws can deliver real value to the UK economy as well as the creators and consumers." Among the recommendations that have been accepted are: The UK should have a Digital Copyright Exchange; a digital market place where licences in copyright content can be readily bought and sold. The review predicted that a Digital Copyright Exchange could add up as much as £2 billion a year to the UK economy by 2020. A feasibility study will now begin to establish how such an exchange will look and work. The Government will announce arrangements for how this work will be driven forward later in the year. Copyright exceptions covering limited private copying should be introduced to realise growth opportunities. Thousands of people copy legitimately purchased content, such as a CD to a computer or portable device such as an IPod, assuming it is legal. This move will bring copyright law into line with the real world, and with consumers‘
reasonable expectations. Copyright exceptions to allow parody should also be introduced to benefit UK production companies and make it legal for performing artists, such as comedians, to parody someone else's work without seeking permission from the copyright holder. It would enable UK production companies to create programmes that could play to their creative strengths, and create a range of content for broadcasters. The introduction of an exception to copyright for search and analysis techniques known as 'text and data mining'. Currently research scientists such as medical researchers are being hampered from working on data because it is illegal under copyright law to do this without permission of copyright owners. The Wellcome Trust have said that 87 per cent of the material housed in the UK's main medical research database is unavailable for legal text and data mining, that is despite the fact that the technology exists to carry out this analytical work. Establishing licensing and clearance procedures for orphan works (material with unknown copyright owners). This would open up a range of works that are currently locked away in libraries and museums and unavailable for consumer or research purposes. That evidence should drive future policy - The Government has strengthened the Intellectual Property Office's economics team and has begun a programme of research to highlight growth opportunities. One report has already shown that investments made by businesses in products and services that are protected by intellectual property rights (IPRs) are worth £65 billion a year. Alongside the Government response, a new intellectual property crime strategy and international strategy for intellectual property have been published. The crime strategy outlines how the Intellectual Property Office will continue to enforce IP crime issues domestically. Counterfeit goods often use other company‘s trade marks or infringe their copyright, which can lead to financial losses. The international strategy sets out the UK's five year vision to get the international IP framework in the best possible shape to support innovation and growth. Patent backlogs cost the global economy up to £7.4 billion a year. Minister for Intellectual Property Baroness Wilcox said:"Intellectual property is a key UK export and global trade in IP licenses alone is worth more than £600 billion a year. UK businesses need to have confidence in the international IP framework so they are able to create and exploit value from their ideas." The Government has also laid out the next steps for implementing the mass notification system in the Digital Economy Act. This involves letters being sent to internet account holders when their internet connection has been identified as linked to unlawfully shared copyright material. The letters aim to educate people about copyright and point them toward legitimate content. They also seek to inform subscribers their internet connection may have been used by others to unlawfully share copyright material. For example parents may be unaware their children are using their internet connection to unlawfully share copyright material. The Government has decided to introduce a £20 fee for subscribers wishing to appeal detected instances of unlawful sharing of copyright material they have been notified about. The fee will be refunded if the appeal is successful. A report by Ofcom, which is published today, identifies a risk of the system being overwhelmed by vexatious appeals from people determined to disrupt the system. Government expects that a £20 fee should deter appeals without deterring genuine appeals. Ofcom was also asked to consider the whether the site-blocking provisions in the Digital Economy Act would work in practice. The Act contains reserve powers to allow courts to order that websites dedicated to copyright infringement are blocked. The regulator concluded the provisions as they stand would not be effective and so the Government will not bring forward the Act‘s site-blocking provisions at this time. Creative Industries Minister Ed Vaizey said:"We need a copyright system fit for the digital age. Creating these new exceptions to copyright will enable innovators to develop new products and services. "But it is essential that businesses have the right tools to protect their hard-work and investment in the digital age. "The UK's creative industries are a key part of our economy but online copyright infringement poses a real threat to their continued success. Our creative industries must be able to protect their products and the Digital Economy Act will help them do that."
Why are these changes — and there are more than are written in the gov. press release — there‘s also something about changes to photograph copyright — important to writers/ musicians/comedians/photographers, in fact to anyone who is creative? Because COPYRIGHT matters ... Copyright law is there to protect everyone who produces anything by their own skills. Everyone should respect copyright and be aware that not doing so can be very costly. Different countries have different copyright law but the principle remains the same. Anyone contributing to this bulletin retains the copyright to any material they submit and should only submit material to which they own the copyright (i.e. I wrote this and have not sold the copyright to anyone else). Editor RBW Online
The ballad of the sad young men
Sing a song of sad young men Glasses full of rye All the news is bad again Kiss your dreams goodbye All the sad young men Sitting in the bars Knowing neon nights Missing all the stars All the sad young men Drifting through the town Drinking up the night Trying not to drown All the sad young men Singing in the cold Trying to forget That they're growing old All the sad young men Choking on their youth Trying to be brave Running from the truth Autumn turns the leaves to gold Slowly dies the heart Sad young men are growing old That's the cruellest part All the sad young men Seek a certain smile Someone they can hold for a little while Tired little girl does the best she can Trying to be gay for a sad young man While the grimy moon Watches from above All the sad young men Play of making love Misbegotten moon Shine for sad young men Let your gentle light Guide them home tonight All the sad young men Issue 199 Page 14
Fran Landesman (October 21, 1927 â€” July 23, 2011) American lyricist and poet.
EPITHANY ON THE A-TRAIN
The train shoots out of the dark And on to the bridge In a dazzle of daylight the billboard sings "Believe in Christ the Lord and thou shalt be saved" Why do the words thrill My unbelieving teenage soul? The message I receive Has little to do with a crucified Jew And everything to do with the sound of the words Marvellous in my mouth "We are poetry," they sing to me "And poetry is the way and the life" (from "In Her Own Voice")
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THE POETRY SLOT
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