Monthly poem - December 2018
JOHN LENNON
(shot dead 8th December 1980)
John, you were the one,
Raw and beautiful, ready to fight.
Liquorice eyes in your deadpan face,
You were made for black and white.
I screamed for you at the Odeon,
Had your pictures on my wall,
I was young and burning up,
Getting ill so I could miss out school.
A city came behind you,
The docks with their boom and clang,
New York calling Liverpool,
Pain and lust in the words you sang.
John you were the one,
You made our bodies twist and shout;
Smudged with would-be kisses,
You brought the North down South.
Photo of Jehane Markham by Heini Schneebeli
Jehane Markham is a true poet...
her poems glow like impressionist paintings.
Adrian Mitchell
Love wells up out of Jehane Markham's
work... it made me cry.
Gillian Allnutt
To contact
Jehane Markham
please email
jm@jehanemarkham.co.uk
For CV click on link
Norfolk house: Mary MacCarthy
Stop press
Sixteen Sunsets - Poetry meets the Blues
Click to see review of Sixteen Sunsets
To order a copy of 16 Sunsets email: jm@jehanemarkham.co.uk
Events
Five workshops
from February to June 2019
First Saturday of the month
2– 4 Hindolveston Village Hall, NR20 5DF
12.00 per session
Info and booking: jm@jehanemarkham.co.uk
