DYLAN DAY PROJECT: Selaw ni Taerter

Selaw ni Taerter It is quite early one morning I am lying next to the woman who taught me the terrors of the flesh and more recently the…


DYLAN DAY PROJECT: Noil-kcalb-eht

Noil-kcalb-eht Sat supping Afternoon pubbing Gazing across the cockle fields past the sleeping boats in search of captain cat Is it he…


DYLAN DAY PROJECT: In search of Dylan

In search of Dylan On our way back from Ireland we stopped off at Laugharne to tread once again the bard’s unsteady steps from Mariners Arms to…


DYLAN DAY PROJECT: Friday Evening Battersea Park

Friday Evening: Battersea Park   A jet trails lines like pink mascara over the eye of the setting sun, that settles red on Chelsea roofs and gilds…


DYLAN DAY PROJECT: Neighbourhood Watch

Neighbourhood Watch Dawn blots up the inky starless sky, as birds tune up for the morning performance. A cul-de-sac cluttered with sleeping cars…


DYLAN DAY PROJECT: Goat Willow

Goat Willow   We thought the Willow had died, but the bees around her catkins - fluffily emerging in early Spring - happily denied our errant…


DYLAN DAY PROECT: Connie

This is a poem in response to Do not go gentle into that good night. It is about meeting an old friend again after they've gone in a town that's…


DYLAN DAY PROJECT: Going to The Pictures

The Market Hall Cinema in Brynmawr is the oldest cinema in Wales. When I was growing up the cheap seats were removed every Saturday to make way for…


DYLAN DAY PROJECT: It could be Christmas Day

It could be Christmas Day It could be Christmas Day: streets deserted, people in their homes. But the holly berries are gone and daffodils shine…


DYLAN DAY PROJECT

Dylan Day 2020 Listen to the Centre’s first ever podcast Listen to Fern Hill Relish the Response Poetry Memories of Dylan Thomas 100th…