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Lorna Goodison Awarded Queen's Gold Medal for Poetry
We are overjoyed to share the news that Lorna Goodison, Jamaica's poet laureate and a dear Carcanet author, has been selected as the recipient of the Queen's Gold Medal for Poetry 2019. read more
John Ash (1948-2019)
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PBS Spring 2020 Special Commendation for Srinivas Rayaprol
We're really pleased to share the news that Srinivas Rayaprol's forthcoming Selected Poems and Prose edited by Graziano Krätli and Vidyan Ravinthiran has been specially commended by the Poetry Book Society in their Spring 2020 choices! read more
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Poem of the Day
What Passing Bells
A policeman blocks the road so I stopTaken from 'New Poetries V'...
and tut and tap the wheel and find a sweet
and scrape it through its wrapper with my teeth.
More cars stop. Then bright rustling up the street
from snare drums and some reedy trumpet calls
remind us all what day it is. In front
the noise grows to a wail. The band files past,
the soldiers, local groups, then ranks of kids
half out of time, with backs and shoulders stiff,
some looking at us looking at them for
just long enough to say a thousand words
in glares. They don’t remember any wars
but TV ones, and nor (confess) do you:
just TV wars, most justice-compromised
in barren lands, for rich commodities
I’m using up, a quiet friend by my side
with best intentions, clothes from Oxfam shops,
our flask packed for a cold stroll by the sea.
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