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No Carol Ann Duffy? Write a poem for the little prince

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It seems Carol Ann Duffy is on laureate leave, leaving a literary lacuna. Can you fill it? The Guardian is urging folks to write a poem for the royal sprog. How about you having a go?

Antoine de St Exupéry’s Little Prince was on a different planet from the rest of us. Perhaps George Louis will have the same experience. Who knows? His folks could end up losing their job or anything, what with the way things are at the moment.

Anyhow, if you fancy filling Duffy’s shoes pro tem,  here’s the link. Please say you saw it on Write Out Loud!

Not a bad effort here from the former children's laureate, Michael Rosen, for a start. 

Oh, and we are indebted to Private Eye for permission for us to reproduce their latest cover.

Image reproduced by kind permission of PRIVATE EYE magazine.

 

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Danni Antagonist

Mon 29th Jul 2013 20:50

wow! Fantastic work Alan! Though i'd expect nothing less from you of course!

And there was me bemoaning the lot of a laureate at such a tedious time. Where has she gone?

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Graham Sherwood

Sun 28th Jul 2013 11:03

We all (all of us) start of perfect, and then go on to be influenced by the good and bad things in this wonderfully diverse world.
I would prefer to keep my powder dry until little George is seen falling out of the 2026 version of Bougies at 3am pissed, until I make my judgements and of course record them in verse!

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Julian (Admin)

Sun 28th Jul 2013 10:16

We could do a little anthology of all these and send them to him on his 21st birthday. Perhaps the newly-elected President of the Republic of England-south-of-the-Tees/Exe-line could present it to him?

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Julian (Admin)

Sun 28th Jul 2013 10:12

well, that's me told, and well! Thanks Alan. Perhaps you could put this on a blog on here? Have you stuck it on the Guardian site?

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Greg Freeman

Sat 27th Jul 2013 20:49

A measured, balanced response, Alan ... with "Some plankton-brained hack is on a hackneyed quest" one of the most resonant lines for me!

Alan Wolfson

Sat 27th Jul 2013 18:28

Looks like baby George will have to write his own bleedin poem. It's called I don’t want it

I miss that muffled bass beat,
the soothing heartbeat
that pulsed about my
lazy warm malingering
before I got expelled.

Crikey! – I’m absolutely shattered -
All that traumatic clattering
and clamour, It’s hardly glamorous.
But lo and behold how the bells do ring!
that herald a baby’s plight to be king.
They’ve already got it in for him .
Can’t even put up a fight, poor thing.
Apparently it’s hereditary. . . .
Oh shite – it’s me!

It turns out I’m third in line to the throne – Well I knew
this had to be Britain, I’m already in a queue.
There’s this complex hierarchy, and this here new kid
is born to be the lid on the pyramid.

Well,
I don’t want it
I want tit.
I want to piss and shit.
I want to gurgle and posset.
You can keep your sycophantic adoration,
and all your republican vilification,
and your obsequious infant adulation.
I just want instant gratification



Some plankton-brained hack is on a hackneyed quest
about ‘bottle or breast - What’s best for the kiddy?’ It’s
obvious to me - I’m surrounded by idiots
with all the language of praise and contempt to conjure.
Call me national treasure, or benefit sponger,
or prince, or parasite. The nation is torn.
Look - This is your crazy planet - I’ve just been born.
I can’t figure this archaic construct out.
I don’t know if I’ve come up trumps or lucked out.

No,
I don’t want it
I want tit.
I want to piss and shit.
I want to gurgle and posset.
You can keep your sycophantic adoration,
and all your republican vilification,
and your obsequious infant adulation.
I just want instant gratification.


So when the gushing and fawning and fuming and spite
is over, and the last plaudit and insult’s been hurled
Ask yourself
What’s blue and green and covered in parasites?

I think you’ll find the answer’s - The world.

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Julian (Admin)

Fri 26th Jul 2013 16:22

Thanks, Greg, I have put all those links on the Guardian webpage.

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Greg Freeman

Fri 26th Jul 2013 09:59

Royal baby poems already up on Write Out Loud include

Steve Pottinger
http://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=38087

Laura Taylor
http://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=38064

and Jan Oskar Hansen
http://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=38073

Apologies to anyone I have missed out ...

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