Poetic Voices – sound archive for all poets.

A poem comes alive when it is read out loud, changes and with an audience it becomes three dimensional; poem, reader, audience.  Poetic Voices  is a sound archive for all poets so that as many people as is possible can hear them read their poem.  I hope that it continues long beyond me so that it everyone can be heard for all time.  At least that is my dream.





Looking into the future!






It began when I was puzzling over how visitors to the Dugdale Arts Centre  could listen to poems.  I struggled with the idea of a tablet with jukebox programme, exhibition stand but none seemed safe and stable and all were rather costly.  I then thought “jukebox” and found a company who sold reconditioned pub jukeboxes that had a touch screen and Windows operating system on the computer and it weighed 90 kgs.  so it would not walk!  Once I had fitted two sets of earphones and mastered the mysteries of meta data the Jukebox Poetry was born!

Juke box Anthony and Clive Jones



The jukebox with Clive Jones and me looking rather too proprietorial!




The poems are loaded into an album of about 10 to 12 tracks which are then uploaded to the jukebox.  So there are about 12 albums  and I need to upload some more.

Back to Poetic Voices so far we have some 63 poets and about 150 poems.  More are need so please contact me via the contacts page if you would like to have you reading your poems added to the site.  It has hits from all over the world which is just lovely.

Just for fun have a listen to Polyglottal Londinium.  It is an Audio Visual of all 28 translations of my poem Londinium.  The idea came to me as I was travelling to Liverpool Street Station and the carriage seemed to be full of the world speaking at the same time.  I did not understand a word but it was thrilling.




Tosca and London Lumiere

I was 75 last week and Valerie took me to see Tosca at the Royal Opera House for her birthday present to me; it was my first visit to this most magnificent building and theatre.  We went first to Leicester Square to see the London Lumiére installation.  There were several across London with different themes and this one was flora and fauna depicted in a most beautiful way.  It was a lovely beginning to a special evening.  Here are some of the photographs that I took.


As the lights had only just been switched on so the Square was not too crowded.  It still had the buzz of London that always gives me such a thrill.

Lumiere Fox

The fox was magnificent.

Lumiere Hare

as was the hare…

and the Falcons

The butterflies were on a carousel but, as usual, I did not think to video them.

Lumiere Butterflies 1

Lumiere Butterflies 2

We then walked up Long Acre towards Covent Garden.  There used to be a great shop here, the 80s I think, called Flic Flac that sold vintage clothes where I bought a Palm Beach Seersucker Jacket  that I was immensely proud of.  It was ideal for travelling and hot weather and England too.  The link shows one with trousers but I had just the jacket.

The Royal Opera House – the link is to a site with more detail – is a glorious building, somewhat marred by building works but still fabulous.  We were early and had sandwiches and tea in the Champagne bar which has magnificent cast iron pillars and huge mirrors reflecting the room.  It was a treat just sitting, looking.


We were a bit surprised at how “dressed down” people were.  I felt positively overdressed in my black silk roll neck top,  black corduroy jacket and Mephisto shoes; my poet’s garb.  I wasn’t expecting white silk scarves and top hats but perhaps Thursday is dress-down day.

Toscais one of my favourite Puccini operas, lots of horn and brass, melodramatic, passionate, evil and everyone dies.  Here is a YouTube link to Pavarotti singing one of the Arias.

We had great seats in the back row of the Grand Tier where the screen for the English subtitles was only just above our eye level which made it easy to read without distraction.  I had a friend in chorus at the ENO at the Coliseum and she would get me free tickets which was wonderful, she retired so they are no more.  The operas are sung in English at the ENO (English National Opera) but the music and singing soar in the original Italian, true Bel Cantowhich cannot be achieved in English.

I have used the image of the luxurious safety curtain embroided in Gold in the feature image above but I like it so here it is again.  Every seat was filled by the time the performance began.


The sets were elaborate, sumptuous, Continue reading “Tosca and London Lumiere”