Unbound 2016: Poetry tasters
Instead of reading to our words, let's listen to theirs. Here's a selection of sentences and stanzas which have come out of the mouths of our 2016 Unbounders.
(Continues below)
More on Unbound 2016:
The relationship between music and poetry
From Lewis to Lahore: Highlight Arts Pakistan
I came here all rude
American brass, all
trash can, fanny pack,
Where’s the castle?
Then Glasgow rolled itself under my tongue,
a grey marble lolling my mouth open
with Os:
Glasgow, Kelvingrove,
going to Tescos,
then thistling my speech
wi sleekit lisps,
wee packets a crisps
– Extract from Outwith by Katie Ailes
“Nice dog, innit-pal? I’ll sell her to ye, for a tenner”
I shook off the price and laughed instead
Jogged past his step in the slog of summer
Looked at my trainers, turned my head
He maybe had eight Tennents left, box heating in the sun
I’d popped out for a baguette, that makes me look a cunt
“It’s not that bad” - the pit-bull grinned, with a heavy tongue
“my brother he might be a mess, at least he’s not a runt”
Lead dragging at her feet but she’ll never wander long
“This street’s the fuckin’ bollocks pal, tell ye that for free”
Water bowl in the shade, chasing birds and barking song
“Bites a lot worse when he’s pissed, but all he’s got is me”
– Thirsty Pooch by Sam Small