WestEustonPurplePoets
LONDON TIME BANK POETS
NATIONAL POETRY PARTY
Schedule of Events
Thursday October 4th 2007

Poetry Society National Poetry Day listed Event   http://www.nationalpoetryday.co.uk/events/london/
LOCATION:  The Crypt, Munster Square, West Euston
DIRECTIONS
Child-friendly space; wheel-chair accessible.
All events are free and most are open to the public.
SPECIAL GUESTS: HENRY WOOLF &  KIM MORRISSEY


CONTACT TONY AT THE CRYPT: telephone  020 7 383 4922

This year's celebration is dedicated
to Purple Poet founding member Kathy Randle,
who is in hospital.

Please note: this is a working schedule and subject to change.
10 a.m.	Opening Poem (on cd): PRAYER FLAG (by Sudeep Sen)
10 to 10:30 a.m.	............................................................................................................ "Some Dreams Are Not Dreams" (On-Line Poetry discussion led by Kim Morrissey on the London Time Bank Forum) Closed session. Time Bank members only. Please register before the day (or you will not have access to the forum) http://www.londontimebank.org.uk/forum/
1 1:30	Reading : "Say Naught the Struggle Naught Availeth" (Arthur Hugh Clough) performed by Henry Woolf
11:30 to 12:30	How to read a Poem KEYNOTE SPEAKER: HENRY WOOLF How to perform poetry in public Led by acclaimed actor and poet Henry Woolf and Purple Poets' Host Kim Morrissey Open Session
lunchtime	Purple Poets' Purple Soup prepared in the West Euston Time Bank Café
12:45	Duncan McGibbin ART and the Crypt a short talk about the stained glass and the Rope family of artists
1 p.m.	CHAMPAGNE AND OFFICIAL WELCOME TO ALL VISITING POETS BY SHANARA BEGUM WEST EUSTON TIME BANK BROKER AND KAREN LYON (new economics foundation) INTRODUCTION TO THE POETRY FOR ALL PROJECT BY TONY BLOOR (T.A.P.)
1 (ish)	London Time Bank Writers' Reading Party READ YOUR OWN POEMS (5 MINUTE LIMIT) OR READ YOUR FAVOURITE POEM (TWO MINUTE LIMIT) READERS sign up in the Purple Poets' book of readers on the day create an instant anthology!
after the readings.	Tea with the Purple Poets (and friends) Afternoon Tea Break chocolate fudge cake and tea with homemade jam tarts made by the Purple Poets Book launch of new books and pamphlets by LondonTime Bank Poets Free Poetry Book Exchange (bring a favourite book of poems and pass it on)
.4 (ish)	KEYNOTE SPEECH by Guest Poet Kim Morrissey PURPLE POETS CHAMPAGNE CELEBRATION AND CLOSING POEM: "Epitaph"
.	For poets who don't want to go home: Please proceed quietly to The Purple Poets' Local: The Lord Nelson Pub 48 Stanhope Street, NW1 Please remember to bring your wallet; the verse is free, the drinks are very reasonably priced
Sudeep Sen "PRAYER FLAG" Om, Mani Padme Hum O, the Jewel in the Lotus -- inscription on a Tibetan prayer flag 1. MANAS SAROVAR, MT. KKAILASH Frayed, flapping in the high winds --    prayer flags unravel -- homage to the day's first light. But today, the dawn is not as bright,    though heavy, brooding, silver-grey like the lake's shimmering glass-top. No one is here, except for a woman    staring far away, wrapped in her sanctity of continuous linen -- her own sari    like a prayer flag -- though devoid of any colour. She isn't mourning or crying,    just gazing fixedly into the water's changing glimmer. as the sky's wet weight    and the shore's rocky line meet, their edges meanderingly melting into the lake itself.    I stood far behind her, behind everything she saw Arthur Hough Clough "Say Not the Struggle Naught Availeth" The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250 -1900. Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. http://bartelby.org/101/741.html Say not the Struggle Naught availeth Arthur Hugh Clough. (1819 - 1861) SAY not the struggle naught availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been they remain. If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars; It may be, in yon smoke conceal'd, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, but for you, possess the field. For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! But westward, look, the land is bright! EPITAPH (TRANSLATION) IN THE BRITISH MUSEUM After many pleasant sports With my companions, I, who sprang from earth, Am now to earth returned.