Poetry at Longsands
Joan Hewitt, award-winning Tynemouth Poet, describes an afternoon by the North Sea and we hear about two extremes: an inept Government and a NHS which shows many different kinds of love
Joan Hewitt at Longsands, 26th February 2022
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I promised to post some of the poems read at Tynemouth’s Keep Our NHS Public North East event last Saturday.
First up is Harry Gallagher, Boro man in Cullercoats and true poet of the North. His introduction and first poems were really moving- but – as a consummate showman – he saw the shivering crowd needed warming up and got us yelling the word Lies at the end of each verse (cos let us not forget that Johnson must still be held accountable).
Harry Gallagher at Longsands, 26th February 2022
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And the second poem from last Saturday’ s Keep Our NHS Public North East event on the beach in Tynemouth;
I read a poem by children’s poet Michael Rosen , who was in a Covid coma for months in an intensive care unit. When he woke, he found the nurses and helpers had kept a daily Patient Diary for him. I also read one of those entries, which helped him piece together that dark time, and which can be found alongside the poems in his book. This and the care shown him during a long recovery left him with enormous gratitude to NHS staff.
Michael : “The NHs is at the very heart of who we are and what we are here for. It is a reminder that we are nothing if we do not care for each other, regardless of how much money we might have, or because of where we are from.”
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Finally, the two poems I did not read on Tynemouth’s Longsands last Saturday at the Keep Our NHS Public North East event.
Why?
Because I was on almost last, just before the musician James Ince who had waited 1.5 hours for his set; because the wind was biting sharply and the faithful crowd were visibly nithered. Because you can’t praise NHS staff for caring if you as an event organiser don’t take care of your audience.
I omitted them, yes, not because these poems by Martin Figura are anything other than absolutely beautiful, compassionate, deft. They come from conversations with and observations of stressed, over-worked staff in Salisbury hospital where he was poet-in-residence at the height of the pandemic. Buy ‘My Name is Mercy’, Fair Acre Press, £7.50, or buy two and give one to someone you love or admire. Thank you, Martin.
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KONPNE: for a report and photos of this event, part of the national SOS NHS Day of Action, please click here and scroll to 26th February 2022
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