Sunday, 9 October 2016

poetry on bbc radio

Radio 3's The Verb: is a good starting point.

Last Friday's programme was looking at Sound Frontiers on National Poetry Day

And a special guest was Luke Kennard
- with examples of his pieces here: being read by the poet: poetryarchive
and here are a few more poems: poetrysociety

There is Radio 4's Sunday afternoon slot, which lately has been Conversations on a Bench:

Anna Scott-Brown returns to hear more stories from the people who stop to sit beside her on benches around the country. In this episode, she is joined on a bench overlooking Beadnell Harbour in Northumberland by holiday-makers, environmentalists and some members of the last remaining fishing families of Beadnell.
Throughout the programme, a specially commissioned work by poet and Beadnell resident, Katrina Porteous draws on the voices of locals and passers by.

There is the nation's favourite, Poetry Please

And the last episode took us to Seamus Heaney's work Poetry Please - Death of a Naturalist

Here is one example from the book of poems, Death of a Naturalist:

Mid-Term Break 

I sat all morning in the college sick bay
Counting bells knelling classes to a close.
At two o'clock our neighbors drove me home.

In the porch I met my father crying--
He had always taken funerals in his stride--
And Big Jim Evans saying it was a hard blow.

The baby cooed and laughed and rocked the pram
When I came in, and I was embarrassed
By old men standing up to shake my hand

And tell me they were 'sorry for my trouble,'
Whispers informed strangers I was the eldest,
Away at school, as my mother held my hand

In hers and coughed out angry tearless sighs.
At ten o'clock the ambulance arrived
With the corpse, stanched and bandaged by the nurses.

Next morning I went up into the room. Snowdrops
And candles soothed the bedside; I saw him
For the first time in six weeks. Paler now,

Wearing a poppy bruise on his left temple,
He lay in the four foot box as in his cot.
No gaudy scars, the bumper knocked him clear.

A four foot box, a foot for every year.

Here are some more wonderful pieces and programmes from BBC Radio: Readings

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