Tag Archive for John Irving Clarke

Forget Me Not

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JOHN IRVING CLARKE When he woke, the woman was standing over him. He took in his surroundings – the scrubby bushes under which he’d thrown himself, the wind barging through the paltry shelter, the darkening sky – and he would…

Writing Together and Seeing It Differently

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VIV LONGLEY Agbrigg Writers, a creative writing group in Wakefield, West Yorkshire, UK, has held together for nearly a decade now with six of the initial core membership still attending most of the time.  It is defined by several characteristics…

Each translation is a new creation

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POEMS BY JOHN IRVING CLARKE WITH THE ITALIAN TRANSLATION BY SILVIA PIO READING OF THE POEMS BY THE AUTHOR HIMSELF John Irving Clarke’ s poetry is a sharp blow to the reader’s conscience and goes straight to the point. There…

Let us go back to Piazza

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JOHN IRVING CLARKE Let us go back to Piazza One day let us go back to Piazza where sun peers through mist and its brazen ascent is tolled by bells. One day let us go back to Piazza where racing…

Life’s Ondulazioni

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Pouring Milk for the Master With a limited palette her master painted her into a corner. A still life of a maid pouring milk captured like a butterfly on show. Pinned by the long days of balancing obligation and duty…

Giving the Voiceless a Voice

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Throughout 2014 as Creative Partners with Wakefield Council, Sarah Cobham and John Irving Clarke presented creative arts classes to the women of New Hall Prison and Asylum Seekers at the Quaker Meeting House in Wakefield. Using the liberating power of art,…

I Figli di Mondovì

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JOHN I. CLARKE These two boys who appear in the doorway of the Café Bertaina, scamper between tables like untrained pups before their sisters, older, wiser at eight and almost ten; they who let curls tumble to their shoulders and…