‘Push Pull – We’re on the Move!’ – M.A.D. YOUTH THEATRE

Kwasie Boyce – drama facilitator and play director with M.A.D Youth Theatre in Ardee just posted this on Facebook. I’m so happy they did this play – taken from my collection of plays: ‘Just a Second – Exploring Global Issues through Drama & Theatre‘ published by Afri (Action from Ireland.)

‘On Friday at Ardee Hub the young people gave their first performance as a youth theatre of Push Pull- We’re on the move byPete Mullineaux as part of the community intergration programme. We are insanely proud of all of the young people who took part in this project. It is wonderful to bring youth theatre to Ardee Town and look forward to future projects, collaboration and making more theatre in this wonderful rual town.’

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Garsdale Writing Residency

I’m really looking forward to facilitating this week long creative writing course (poetry) with Moya Roddy who is offering meditation sessions as well as being our guest reader. Moya’s new collection was the biggest selling poetry book at the Cuirt International Festival, following her launch this week. The dates are June 18th-24th. The course takes place in a stunningly beautiful part of West Yorkshire. Course details:

http://thegarsdaleretreat.co.uk/courses/from-inspiration-to-craft/

 

In Memory of John Coltrane

50 years this week since the death of the great Jazz saxophonist John Coltrane. I tried to capture the impact of hearing him in this poem ‘First Jazz’ from my collection How to Bake a Planet (Salmon Poetry 2016)

First Jazz

Coltrane, cool train

taking vinyl track

with swerve

and verve, hip dip

curve of lip, gravity

bending light

with thumb

and fingertip

on moon

reflecting keys –

take a winding scale from

the black bottom

of a southern swamp

up past a levee camp moan

through a blood red foam

to the cold blue gates of Heaven –

levitate a while…

like a humming bird

a back-beat drumming bird

then deviate

on the A Train

pile back on the coal train,

the engine picking up steam

hear that bell ring

tip your high hat

to the blind engineer,

catch the rattlesnake snare…

then a rumble

and a tumble

and a sudden drop

below

with a blast so low

you go down

into the molten heat

and heartbeat

of this crazy jive,

where two and two

make five

feeling in this

moment only

you are truly

ALIVE!