Thetford

Poetry

Everybody is welcome to join our friendly, informal group
We meet at 2.30 on the 2nd Thursday of the month in Thetford Library
NOTE CHANGE OF DAY FOR MARCH MEETING ONLY WILL BE ON A WEDNESDAY THE 13TH MARCH

The library reserve a meeting space for us near the literature section downstairs at the back, handy if you want to flick through the poetry books.

NO NEED TO BOOK - Come along & join us
Bring with you any type of poetry you are interested in, it doesn't have to fit in with the current topic.
We find poems that we like, then read and talk about them in an easy way.

There's usually a topic or 2 each month (see below) and occasionally members feel inspired to write their own verse.

Dates & themes for 2024

Wed Mar 13th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Hope & Fun'
Thu Apr 11th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Poetry on the Underground'
Thu May 9th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Benjamin Zephaniah & Louise Gluck'
Thu Jun 13th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Celebrations & Remembrance'
Thu Jul 11th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Female Poets'
Thu Aug 8th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Haiku & other forms of poetry'
Thu Sep 12th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Sanity & Humanity'
Thu Oct 10th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Poetry from another language'
Thu Nov 14th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Positivity & Anxiety'
Thu Dec 12th 2.30 Thetford Library for 'Peace & Love'

POEMS WE'VE LIKED
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Don't Quit Jill Wolf
Don't quit when the tide is lowest,
For it's just about to turn;
Don't quit over doubt's and questions,
For there's something you may learn.
Don't quit when the night is darkest,
For its just a while 'til dawn;
Don't quit when you've run the farthest,
For the race is almost won.
Don't quit when the hill is steepest,
For your goal is almost nigh;
Don't quit, for you're not a failure
Until you fail to try.
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The Piper
A piper in the streets today
Set up, and tuned, and started to play
And away, away, away on the tide
Of his music we started; on every side
Doors and windows were opened wide,
And men left down their work and came,
And women with petticoats coloured like flame
And little bare feet that were blue with cold,
Went dancing back to the age of gold,
And all the world went gay, went gay,
For half an hour in the street today.

Riddle-Me-Ree
My first is in life (not contained within heart)
My second’s in whole but never in part.
My third’s in forever, but also in vain.
My last’s in ending, why not in pain?

Hope - Emily Dickinson
“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
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Behind each star Annette Wynne

Behind each star a small dream hides
But will not show its head,
Unless you're very, very good—
And fast asleep in bed.