Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of what has never been before.
Of course, you can find a quote to suit most perspectives, but this one resonated with me as I reflected on what we've published this week at Poetry24. Stafford Ray's Yes We Can got us underway, urging a purposeful dialogue between Palestine and Israel, and we were pleased to welcome Natalie Moores debut poem, Glass, a head-spinning illustration of how female entrepreneurship continues to be stifled in the world of business. The theme of women attaining more prominence in the running of things was also picked up by Lavinia Kumar. Women, Libya considers the prospects for those women who have played their part in the conflict and, now have hopes for key roles in the rebuilding of their country.
Still in Libya, Philip Challinor's pithy Why We Fight notes the UK foot in the door, as bids are put forward for the contracts necessary to repair the damage done.
Then, back in the UK, Heather Wastie offered us Rising to the Challenge, after reading about a man who occupied a 100 year old beech tree in an effort to save it from being felled.
And, only on an October day when the temperature rose to 29.4C (84.9F), could we publish Anthony Baverstock's A Capitalist Christmas Song. So, if you'll all put your ice-creams down for a second and raise your voices...
Hail! The Annual bourgeois spendfest!
-ching-a-ching-a-ching, the cash tills ring-...
Have great week, and a Happy Chr... Oops, got a bit carried away there!