No sooner than you’re on someone’s wavelength, then suddenly they’re whisked away from you. Heathcote Williams on the death of David Bowie.
Author Heathcote Williams
Poetry had to unsettle, subvert, with luck destroy, whatever stopped human beings thinking freely and acting justly.
Why’d ya do it, she said, they’re mine, all your jewels You just tied me to the mast of the ship of fools
“I thought I’d try my hand at harpooning. Fortunately, two suitable targets surfaced.”
In today’s Islamophobic western world, the 100,000-strong ‘Islamic Peace Army’ has been written out of history.
It’s 1945 and Heathcote Williams is completely unaware of the war, or of thoughts of invasion.
There may be antipathy between the candidates, but for the rest of the world this election will be no different from those before.
When Tony Blair posed for a photo opportunity with Harry Patch, Britain’s longest surviving WW1 soldier, he got more than he bargained for.