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Poetry Film 'The Quality of Mersey'

The film version of the poetry anthology 'The Quality of Mersey' had its premiere with Wirral Festival of Firsts earlier this month. The film showcases eight poems, beginning at the source and then ending at the river's mouth.

The film is available to watch here:


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People say "Ewww, you don't write like you come from the Wirral!" And yet I can't write a better metaphor than this!



A bridge has the first clue

Not a single natural occurrence

Folklore is just the arguments

When enough blood spilt of "Promise"

And promised to whom until every paw

Daubed on crying babies watered

A crossing to where demanded?

Only fair to ask one question

If walk up across bridge

What could happen

If from other way 


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The World in Lockdown People's Poem to be curated by Barry Woods and Michelle Wright

Wirral poets Barry Woods and Michelle Wright are curating a people's poem during the UK lockdown period. The poem is, at present, ten pages long and will be launched online on May 11th. 


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Liscard – Wirral 27-29 July 2018

The neck of the wine cracked open

And I thought I’d better join them

But I didn’t

Instead I looked in or dipped my toes into

Or faced a discrimination so many had done before


Friday –

As our taxi rolled in “the Keg” was letting loose

Those just out of school to fight over a woman

Or beat themselves up

I fiddled with the cash machine, as if on the edge of a war zone


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