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Ewsed T Be Ooverville
Em’tiness. Them factree sheds.The las shift leavesan ev’ry machine stops. We ewsed t be Ooverville,ower washin-machinessent all overlike rails an cannonsfrom them ol ironworks. We could even afford t...
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Fe Godwn Ni Eto! We Will Rise Again!
Dw i’n Cymro pob dydd/ I’m a Welshman every day, says Mike Jenkins, outlining an atheist, socialist and republican take on St. David's Day, the annual celebration of the sixth century Welsh communist...
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May in Dolgellau
May in Dolgellau by Mike Jenkins Croeso i Gymru!Come to Walesif you want to make decisions,ramble on Yr Eryrijust like the PM Theresa May. Not only between lovespoonswith two balls in cagesand a slate...
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Those Hands
Mike Jenkins offers a prose-poem inspired by Martin Hayes’ book of poetry ‘The things our hands once stood for’ Those Hands for Martin Hayes I’ll never forget...
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Two poems for St. David's Day
The Dai Caps by Mike Jenkins Ave yew yeardthere's Welsh peopletakin t the streetsan they int wearinthem yellow vests like in France,but traditional dress? Nah, not them tall black ats,not even trackies...
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To A Different Country
To A Different Country by Mike Jenkins We were selling ticketsfor a journey to a different country(our own, yet changed totally).At the station our flags flappedin a strange windstirring from valley to...
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Onward / Ymlaen! An anthology of radical poetry from contemporary Wales
Mike Jenkins introduces a new anthology of Welsh radical poetry These are left-wing poems from Cymru rather than ‘Wales’. Why do I stress this? As the Welsh language poet Menna Elfyn rightly points...
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May Day Greetings from the Red Poets / Cyfarchion O'r Beirdd Cochion
YN GADARN / IN SOLIDARITY Poetry can change people’s consciousness, of that I’m confident. Our revolution must embrace words and song, dance and film, art and journalism and give voice to the many...
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She Died Alone
She Died Alone by Mike Jenkins She died there in hospital,no husband, Sissy, daughter Ingridno church kin around herand at her funeral of regulation 10her own Lusamba saw the coffinand could not...
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May Day Greetings from the Red Poets / Cyfarchion O'r Beirdd Cochion
YN GADARN / IN SOLIDARITY Poetry can change people’s consciousness, of that I’m confident. Our revolution must embrace words and song, dance and film, art and journalism and give voice to the many...
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Anonymous Bosch
The End of Austeritee by Mike Jenkins Cop shop's bin moved outa town,yew ardly ever see 'em around. Library's shifted to-a Leisure Centre:all about footfall, nobuddy goes there. Many Council...
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Recording of Online Launch of Three Red Poets from Cymru
On April 13th there was a free online launch of new collections from three Red Poets, all from Cymru. it is available at........
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Capitalism is working
Capitalism is working by Mike Jenkins We’re running out of petrolOn the road to oblivion. Food or heat the choiceFor many who are struggling. The sea and the riversHave become our enemies. Thatcher...
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Rising: A callout for an anthology of Welsh radical poetry
Mike Jenkins issues a callout for a new Culture Matters anthology. Image above: Rising, by Gustavius Payne On St. David’s Day, March 1st 2022, Culture Matters plans to launch a new anthology of radical...
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Wern My Fault
Wern My Fault by Mike Jenkins There wuz this fuckin ard gangLed by this bloke Vlad(Arfta some ol rooler). Ee didn give a toss'Bout trainers on wires,Ee wan’ed more terrortree. We wern gunna take no...
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Ey Mister Lan'Lor'!
Ey Mister Lan’Lor’! by Mike Jenkins, with image by Gus Payne Tell me, Mister Lan’lor’wha yew doin t me?Jest me an my kidtryin t make ends meet.I work like a doga collie chasin sheep,I’m on yewer leash....
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Do The Jubelly!
Do The Jubelly! by Mike Jenkins Curtsy firstStoop lowLoll your tongueDoff your capCrawl a whileKeep bentNever stand straightNose really closeTo your partner’s bumSniff sniffLick lickKeep your tongue...
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Lock Me Up!
Lock Me Up by Mike Jenkins Lock me up , Rishi Sunak!I have committed a thought -crime,I am a modern Winston Smith,I call myself Mihangel Morgannwg. Rip me up, Sunak!For I am an extremistWanting out of...
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Igh Sheriff o Merthyr
Igh Sheriff o Merthyr by Mike Jenkins Ee wuz off of is trolley,shoutin in-a middle o Penderyn Squarelike ee woz a Town Crier. Ee ad all the regalia -chains, fancy at , medals galore,buh ardly spoke...
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Red Poets: 29 years old and still breathing fire
Twenty nine years ago at Clwb-y-Bont in Pontypridd, a strange creature was born. Then called Red Poets’ Society (as in the film Dead Poets’ Society), it later morphed into Red Poets. It was founded by...
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