This may be a long one.
I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while and, seeing as yesterday was World Poetry Day, I might as well try and finalise it now. My heart has a lot of space in it reserved for poetry. I know no other form of writing that can quite match its ability to perfectly encapsulate raw, achingly specific emotion. However, when it comes to answering the question “What is poetry?”, I ironically, find it hard to find exactly the right words. Wikipedia’s opening definition is:
“a form of literature that uses aesthetic and rhythmic qualities of language to evoke meaning” (1)
While this is fitting, it falls a rather short of quite capturing the full extent of what poetry really is, and even then, I’ve seen many types of writing that decidedly aren’t poetry that the above words would still apply to. The various forms of writing, and the boundaries between them, remain highly difficult to label with concrete definitions, and poetry is the most difficult of them all. It is so many wildly different and often contradictory things at once that finding a singular way to explain it is near impossible. But that doesn’t mean we can’t try, and I might as well have a go.
Continue reading “What the Heck is Poetry, Anyway?”
Well much to everyone’s surprise, though on consideration it’s not much of a surprise at all, we have a General Election to look forward too in less than two months.
It was a shock at first but let’s be honest; this is a beautifully clever (and rather underhanded) move on the Conservatives’ part. They have a historic lead in the poles at the moment and a General Election now is likely to gain them the largest Tory majority our parliament has seen since the days of Thatcher. Their main opposition is in shambles and falling apart from infighting. All logic suggests this should be a landslide victory for them, and I fear it probably will be.
But for those of us who consider ourselves anti-Tory, our duty now is to fight. Fight as
Continue reading “A Time for Tactics: Election 2017”
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There has lately been a bit of a row at my university. (When I say “my” university, I mean I finished last year but I still hang around campus and the drama society people because I’m sad like that). Anyhow, at my Alma mater, if you will, there was recently a bit of a row over one student’s attempts to start a ‘Men’s Forum’.
At the University there are currently 15 Forums, functioning as semi-political entities within the Student’s Union. Sports, Societies, Postgrad, Mature Students, Welfare, you get the idea. Four of these forums are the ‘Liberation Forums’ created for protected groups that have suffered historic oppression and marginalisation: Students with Disabilities, BAME (Black, Asian, and Minority Ethnic), LGBT+, and Women. These serve to give traditionally underrepresented groups a voice within the political structures of the SU as well as bringing like-minded people together and promoting discussion and enrichment of experience.
Continue reading “Meninism: The Unnecessary Movement”
Last Friday saw Donald Trump officially sworn in as President of the United States, and, one assumes, the beginning of the end of the world as we know it.
Saturday, conversely, saw one the most inspiring collection of demonstrations seen in recent times. The women’s marches across all seven continents, giving a beautiful middle finger to Donald trump and all the assorted bigotry and hatred he represents. I know a few people who took part and, were I not a disaster of a person who can barely summon the strength to get out of bed, I would have been with them. I think the next few years will be a good era for protests, thanks to Black Lives Matter paving the way.
Another minor event that occurred over the weekend was a prominent Nazi, Richard Spencer, being punched in the face.
Continue reading “The Ethics of Nazi-Punching”
Seeing out the US election from a house in the South West of England
The Time: Evening on Tuesday the 8th of November 2016.
The Place: Dawid’s Flat.
The Scene: 5 white boys (and Sade) sit readying themselves to stay up through the night watching the US election coverage, praying the Americans don’t fuck up. The Pizza has been ordered, jokes are being made, and everyone’s anticipating a fun, if slightly nail-biting night of watching Donald Trump get thoroughly creamed by Hillary Clinton.
Continue reading “Our US Election Night (In Brief)”
As an English student (well, I say that – technically I’m a Creative Writing MA student now but I have an English BA degree so you get my point), calculations have been an issue I’ve had to deal with mercifully little over the last 3 1/2 years. Even before my university career, I exclusively studied humanities at A-level so mathematics have not plagued me extensively since my GCSE years. Again I lie a bit. During the first year of my AS studies I also retook GCSE Maths, having failed to get a C by ONE SINGULAR MARK the previous year. I feel my relationship with mathematics as a subject has been made rather clear by this point. Continue reading “An Excel-lent Advenutre”
I now have a pretty clear idea of what I’ll be doing in the coming months which, for someone on the verge of graduating from there undergraduate degree, is nice. I’ve achieved a satisfyingly high 2:1 which clears the way for my Master’s course, and I’ve got my living arrangements sorted. I can hide safely from adulthood in the cosy bed of higher education for another year and I think I’ll be a lot better for it. Will I be right? Check in with me in a year’s time, but fingers crossed, eh?
Continue reading “What Next?”
Every now and then I make an attempt to restart this blog properly and almost every time I barely get beyond two post without forgetting to update it.
Will this time be different? Probably not but let’s be optimistic. On to the main point:
Continue reading “Fog of the Future”