CamTan Ringel

                                                                     Umbrellas are for Whimps

Poems and illustrations by CamTan Ringel, aka CT within poetry circuits in London and Stockholm.

Umbrellas are for Whimps‘Words are for sharing’ ‘Each word deserves to be heard’ she says in her poetry workshops.

‘You don’t have to understand poetry. You don’t even have to understand the person who wrote it. Just give it a chance to trigger your thinking that little bit extra. Some of us do not want to think. That is ok too; just read, absorb and see what happens.’

CT began writing at the age of nine, in Sweden, in English, so that no one would understand. It was a scary prospect baring yoursoul.As a single child, she found her sanctuary in the world of words. Poetry kept her alive and somewhat sane.

‘Poetry gave perspective, release, refuge and a lot of comfort.’

What’s with the title: ‘Umbrellas are for Whimps’? 

‘Simple’, she says: ‘We shield ourselves from the discomfort of being wet and cold whilst poking people’s eyes out. If we would dare to enjoy the rain as well as the sunshine, we might just dare seeing each other and ourselves the way we are meant to be seen (which is everyone’s guess but an exciting one.)’

What is the best thing that has happened poetry-wise for you?

‘Shaking hands with Princess Diana at ‘Southwark against drugs’ exhibition felt huge but also to see people develop their capacity to express themselves; grow their confidence – often despite potentially very difficult circumstances. ’ Poem from Umbrellas are for Whimps

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ISBN 9781326113018
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Publisher William Cornelius Harris Publishing
Published 1st July 2015
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Fran Isherwood

                                                                        My First poetry collection

                                     Swimming with Endorphins

fran-bc-optomize2Swimming with Endorphins Fran Isherwood first poetry collection will take you on a wry, awry, word-playful gallop through the vagaries of life encountering a motley cast of mail stealing snails, 70s comedy legends, explosive bakers and baritones- turned -butchers en route. She is a regular on the London Spoken Word circuit who hosts a monthly event in East London but also has previous form as a singer, comic and actor. Fran has had poems published in several anthologies and a couple of periodicals. This is her first collection of poems.

                                                                Poem from Swimming with Endorphin

                                                                            Garden As Circus

                                                              Windy Autumn day, overgrown lawn stands

diagonally on end like teenage pop star’s haircut.

In dancing tree, a blackbird snaffles precious,

remaining orange berries in yellow beak,

balancing, fluttering, almost falling off fragile

branch that flutters in its turn, intermittently

tickling the washing line. I stare and silently dare

the blackbird (let’s call him Cedric) to tightrope-walk

along the washing line. Alas, he refuses.

Chicken. Not as if it would matter if he fell.

No skin off his beak.

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ISBN 9781326002107
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Pages 40
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Ernesto Sarezale

             IN THE NAME OF THE FLESH

IN THE NAME OF THE FLESHThis book is the union of two overlapping sets of poems. One set includes all the poems that were performed by Ernesto Sarezale in his critically acclaimed one-man show “In the Name of the Flesh”, premiered at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe in 2010. The other set includes poems by Ernesto Sarezale that have been published in a variety of outlets. Whether part of the show or not, all poems in this collection were written “in the name of the flesh”. 

 
Ernesto Sarezale is the penname of a Basque cognitive scientist, poet, multimedia performer and video artist living in London. Ernesto’s “erotic magic realism” has been tipped as “Dali-esque”, “refreshingly surreal and slightly unsettling”, “gently confrontational”, “darkly humorous”… Ernesto is currently the promoter of London’s quarterly erotic literary soirée Velvet Tongue. In the flesh, on the flesh,
 
Extract from I Told You:
 
“Don’t you realise, I say,
that the scratches on your ankles
are the imprint  of your pulse,
a cardiogram, the completion of a track
from your heart to your intestines,
from your rectum to my fist,
from my elbow to my torso,
from my heart to my left hand,
and from my nails to your skin?”

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ISBN 9781291995480
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Published 24 October 2014
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Ernie Burns

When London Finally Gave in and Started to Love 

When London Finally Gave in and Started to Lovewith the sardonic soot of London’s glaucous city smog and an absolute spark of a poem entitled ‘Little Ember’ scatters light upon the cobbled streets. Poem fFinally the fantastic performance poet Ernie Burns has penned his poems in a book,called When London Finally Gave in and Started to Love  so we can carry him around in our pockets! This collection ‘When London Finally Gave In and Started to Love’ is a superb distillation of five years of his writing; full of what Ernie writes best about, the heart! It’s texts are grubby with the sardonic soot of London’s glaucous city smog and an absolurom When London Finally Gave in and Started to Love By Ernie Burns

Bad Day This is a “worse” day It holds “worse” for me And I fear more “worse” Is bound to appear Because “worse” is a curse That scares my “Okay” Muscles it out and packs it away It is going to be a terrible day

Because “worse” is a bad listener It does not care When I say In a stern admonishing tone “Bad day bad!”…It runs off Making people think I am mad Talking to a day like that And all I will get today is “Worse”So, how I will feel today is bad. free down load extract from the book.

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ISBN 9781291977066
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Published 07 December 2014
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Jason Harris

                                                                            Life and Hope

Life and Hope

Life and Hope

The war over a return to to full health. No more thought of death, or Suicide the battle waged it close but Hope winning, pushing despair out. Only joy and fulfilment fill the void. Happy thought the flags fly high all people celebrate the end of despair punched out by joy

This is my second poetry collection Life and Hope  i learn my craft from the street of London,  poetry circuit where i spent many happy hours talking , listening and drinking with London finest poets where i learn there secrets of poetry interestingly this all happen by accident i was invited to a creative writing workshop and each week it was poetry and i would always say when are we going to do creative writing one day they all answers poetry is creative writing at which point  i pruduce the flyer which read adventure story writing  follow by another big laugh. Life and Hope came to life following the successful completion of my first book Death Suicide Despair Poetr

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Vulnerable Voices

Who said it‘s hard? It‘s impossible to complete such tasks. More work, less staff. Who‘s making the decisions? I hear it loud: cuts, more cuts, more cuts.It‘s all psychological scaremongering. Those who have jobs want to keep them.Those who do not, want to find them. Suddenly there‘s giant leaps of incomers from afar without work and all the time they say it benefits us all

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ISBN 9781291834895
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Published 25 November 2014
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Quinn Agathoni

                                                                                 Seven Sins

seven-sinSSeven Sins is my first published novel.  I’ve been trying for an awfully long time but finally, there’s my name in print… well one of my names anyway.  Quinn Agathoni is the name under which I write fiction.  The name on my passport is Alcuin Edwards.

Extract from Seven Sins: In a reversal of Dracula, Quinn Agathoni’s Transylvanian heroine, Janie Hunyadi, finds herself in the demon-haunted wilds of the Lincolnshire fens. In Seven Sins, she finds herself trapped under the power of a demon, and is forced to undergo an ordeal based on the Seven Deadly Sins. 

                                                      from Seven Sins

 

Chapter 1

The train to Peterborough was clean and modern but after that came the bus.  It was blue and cream and it looked like it was made when Matthias Corvinus was a boy. Janie stared out of the window as the bus rattled her over the flat landscape at glacial pace.  Here was neither the majestic dark beauty of the mountain home of her childhood nor the shining towers of glass and steel that took their place in London.  Instead, there was a plain of green fields stretching to the horizon. She sighed.  Over and over again she sighed. Eventually the bus left the region of black earth and crawled between the acres of newly built houses that showed she had arrived in Bourne. There was no cab office at the bus station but she had seen one in the town about a half mile back. She didn’t know where Uncle Peter lived and she had no number so she dialled the cab company instead. Time passed in the bus station.  Flies buzzed.  Some young boys were smoking defiantly, stubbing out cigarettes on the ‘No Smoking’ sign.  They were shouting exuberantly, practising their Anglo-Saxon and then one turned to Janie. “Ey, blondie.  Yah minge itchin’?  Want me to fill un?” Janie ignored them and stood watching the road for signs of the cab.”Ey ‘srood not to talk to wuss.” “Pardon?” They were young, standing on the threshold of manhood perhaps with muscles starting to grow and with sparse hair growing on their zit-ridden chins.  They stood in a parody of menace and Janie laughed.  As they gathered around, hooting and jeering.  Janie aimed her foot with wall-shattering strength at the nearest pair of testicles.

As the closest boy doubled over, she said, not even taking her eyes off the road.  “I’d take your friend to the hospital if I were you”. One boy flicked open a blade. “Seriously?” asked Janie.  “Do you boys have a death wish or something?”Janie stood taller than most of them.  She turned to face the boy with the knife, her grey eyes burning hot like storm clouds and said, “I came here for a rest.  Don’t bother me and I won’t bother you.”She reached out to take the knife from him, taking the blade in her palm and letting her blood drip on the floor as she forced it from his hand.  “Leave me.” she said, and they did.

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ISBN 9781291888256
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Published 20 October 2014
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Pages 92
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Ant Smith

Joy, Fear and F–k It by Ant Smith is my first collection of poetry

 Joy Fear and F--k ItJoy, Fear and F–k It by Ant Smith The Game Cat has been performing poetry for 20 years and this collection includes the major works from his stage performance canon.

More are available by connecting the author, whilst he yet lives.  It said by Second Chance this is out standing first collection  Joy, fear and F–k It by Ant Smith

Poetry has the power to effect positive cultural change, and so I am proud to present this collection in association with Second Chance.

Although often presented in a comedic framework, these pieces all carry a spine of steel. Read them once to laugh, and twice to cry. It is a dark world in which we live. free down load extract from Joy Fear and Fuck It. 

Poem from Joy, Fear and F–k It

I Will ruin You

I will ruin you

Like champagne ruins rich kids

Like wasps can ruin picnics

Like kisses ruin lipstick

I will ruin you

Like Hollywood ruins novels

Like poets ruin bottles

Like brick walls ruin knuckles

I will ruin you

 

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ISBN 9781291945515
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Published 24 October 2014
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Nick & Heather Sullivan

SIBLING RIBALDRIES ! Rather Rude Rhymes

Sibling RabaldriesSibling Ribaldries ! Rather Rude Rhmes our first collection South East London sisters Nicky & Heather Sullivan have been performing as ‘Office Girls Go Crazy’ for many years, amusing the clientele of SE London pubs and clubs with their odd poems, (composed during their lunch hour) terrible singing and smutty jokes. Performances supporting John Cooper Clark and Vic Reeves Big Night out in New Cross led them to the legendary Tunnel Club, where they braved flying beer glasses, chairs and bodies – all encouraged by Malcolm Hardee. Great fun! Still performing their rather rude poems and jokes, the Office Girls are regulars on the London poetry/comedy circuit, and of course, Edinburgh. Now you can read a collection of their poems in ‘Sibling Ribaldries – Rather Rude Rhymes’ – if you dare

 

                                                                      Poem from Sibling Ribaldries

                                                                                    TITS UP!

I was feeling a bit down the other day, As my chest had southwards drifted, So I popped into M&S And bought a new bra, Well now I feel quite uplifted! nicky sullivan

 

 

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Habiba Hrida

  Making it Verse

Making it VerseI was born in Stoke Newington and brought up in North London in the boso .Making it Verse m of a large family. Being Anglo/Arab I always had the extra influence that my Dads heritage offered which made me a little more open to other religions and philosophies from the start .Having always been aware of the unseen influences around us I realised my altruism could only be made true if I wrapped it up in poetry, Making it Verse  where it would be safe. In this world of illusion anything from the heart needs to be protected. The growth of my work has hung on the fact I do believe we are being directed by an unseen force. My dilemma is what to call that. I would like you to read the     poems from that angle to get the true meanings and messages concealed within.

                                                                    Poem From ‘Making it Verse’

                                                 ‘In the blizzards of my memory lies a piece of broken glass,

In the sunsets of my fantasies the heart is beating fast.

In the rivers of my sorrows sits a changeling, so alone,

In the fairground of my happiness, freaks and hobos roam!’

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ISBN 9781291890358
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Published 20 October 2014
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Keith Roberts Bray

Pocket full of Whispers

Close Friends

Pocket Full of WhispersPocket full of Whispers this little book of poetry is dedicated to all my close friends and family. And to all the extraordinary people who have influenced and enhanced my life in ways I never could have imagined possible.

With more than just thanks to Peter Beverley, Bob Frith, Paul Kershaw, Katerina and Ankaret El Haj, Xochitl Tuck, Laura Barnes, Lorna Barter, Cam Ringel, Penny and Shadow and Dave from Tottenham Chances, Kitty Reford, the Sidcup and Bexley crew, Jill Penny, Fiona Frank, Wendy and Chris Pointon from Market Rasen, Poet Razz and all at Survivors Poetry.

 

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ISBN 9781326449230
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Publisher William Cornelius Harris Publishing
Published 18 October 2015
Language English
Pages 44
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