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14/08/09
Michael Rosen, ex-Children's Poet Laureate in the UK, has agreed that his commissioned poem about the NHS "These are the Hands" can join the "Poems for..." collection and be translated into different languages.
25/02/09
Hyphen-21 backs proposal for a code of professional practice for service user consultation.
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World Press Contest Prize Winner. Akintunde Akinleye Nigeria, Reuters.
A man rinses his face after a gas pipeline explosion Dec 26th 2006.
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If I am already broken
If I am already broken
then I am infinitely light
and need not fear
the loss of carapace
or ties or mooring rope.
If I am already broken
I can travel far, untraceable,
and am almost impossible to stop.
If I am already broken
I am almost unbreakable
and like a dandelion seed
am almost impossible to stop.
Rogan Wolf, May 2011
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Three take and three leave behind
I shall take a bike
slender and misty grey
to streak forward when the lights turn green
faster than anything.
It will glide me past trouble
slip me between stuck lines.
I shall take my laughter
to float like blue flowers
on the boiling waves
it will negotiate rocks
like a rush of sea-weed.
I shall take my words
my answer my conquest
my capacity to leave
a foot-print behind.
Words are a force
that can part waves.
And what would I leave at home ?
Some of my history
feels unarguably dispensable.
Some of my guilts
seem to do nothing
except ruin my meal-times
and cause my eyes to dim.
Some of my learning
has cost me so much
I would have preferred ignorance.
Rogan Wolf, April 2011
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“Blind Light” Antony Gormley, Haywood. Photo David Levene/ Guardian
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The Aged Authoress
She waits to be delivered
shifting in her pillowed cell
nodding as the words
wander through her mind.
The ground keeps opening
under her feet, the walls
waver and she hears the wailing
of widows.
She shrieks
"Let me be delivered
before I die !"
She shrieks to the nurse
to the air-raid warden
to the bearded machine-gunner
to the undertaker
all rushing
about their business -
"Let me be delivered
before I die !"
Rogan Wolf, June 2011
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Living your body
I have to force myself
to look into your eyes
for I see our race there -
our beauty, of course,
but also immeasurable sorrow
and ancestral shames so appalling
you yearn to claim
them from us,
to spare us.
We walk entwined,
astonished to have met,
your long legs tentative,
as if you question your right
to tread this ground.
You live in your body
like a nightingale in the wood,
like an owl between copses,
drenched in moonlight.
Rogan Wolf Spring 2011
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