Filter Festival will showcase of local and national poets’ work in Cleethorpes
LEADING and local poets will take to the sand as a month-long poetry festival launches in Cleethorpes.
The Filter Festival 2012 organised by local company Culture House will start on National Poetry Day tomorrow at the Kingsway Kiosk in the resort.
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POETS PROM: From left, Phyll Smith, Andy McCluskey, of Kingsway Kiosk, Charlotte Bowen and Jo Gray get ready for the month-long Filter Festival. Buy this photo at www.thisisphotosales.co.uk/grimsby Picture: Abby Ruston
Throughout October, published poets and writers from across the country – including Edinburgh Festival stars, The Fitzrovia Radio Hour – will descend on North East Lincolnshire to entertain literary fanatics at a variety of venues.
Supported by Arts Council England, there will also be countless performances by local talent, some of whom have had their work published.
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The festival will kick off tomorrow at 11am with "Stars" where talented performers will chalk their work along the seafront at Lower Kingsway for passers-by to enjoy.
Festival director and founder of Culture House, Charlotte Bowen, said: "There is a wealth of writing talent in the area and the festival is moving to celebrate those and emerging writers, to give them a spotlight and support their endeavours.
"It brings talent together and gives local people a platform. We don't shout about ourselves enough. There is a lot of creativity and intelligence here and it is time we started showing it off."
Phyll Smith, a local writer and historian, will read extracts of his book about local legend Tom Wintringham, The Last English Revolutionary.
He has been "instrumental" in co-ordinating the line-up of readings. He said: "We hope it will give people a sense of the talent that we have in Grimsby and Cleethorpes as well as bring national artists to the stage."
The Fitzrovia Radio Hour – taking the style of 1940s radio plays – will be a highlight of the event, which runs until Saturday, November 3.
Cleethorpes Parkway Cinema will also screen theatre shows live from the National Theatre in London.
And Filter will coincide with the launch of a new website, a resource for those interested in writing – called The Dock and you can find it on www.thedock.info
Full listings for the festival can be found at www.theculturehouse.co.uk
Comments
by Rambling_Sid
Wednesday, October 03 2012, 9:00PM
“Here's my starter for ten:
The Local Hero
Two feckless, irksome, spotty youths
Had called in for a beer
In an old West Riding mining town
Not far away from here.
They walked into the nearest pub
Through a door that was ajar,
Ordered beer and a packet of crisps
And leaned against the bar.
Their eyes scanned round the smoky room
But quickly came to rest
Upon an old man supping ale
Beside the chimney breast.
His head was flat upon the top
Like an iron turned upside down
He'd a cauliflower ear of saucer size
On the right side of his crown.
They started making comments,
The way that daft lads do,
Till a burly miner, six foot four,
Said, "Watch yourselves, you two!
This man's our local hero
I'll have you for to know.
A noble, Yorkshire son of toil
Who hewed the coal below.
One early shift the whole earth moved
As every miner dreads.
We thought the whole West Riding
Would come down upon our heads!
But Stanley there was in the gap
Between the floor and roof
A human pit prop, stout, erect,
That flattened head's the proof.
And every man upon that shift
Could safely wriggle free.
So I'll thank you, don't make fun of him
If it's all the same to thee!"
The two youths both felt quite abashed
But still inclined to chat.
"Please tell me about the cauliflower ear.
How did he come by that?"
The local looked discomforted
And reddened in the face.
"I fear we may have caused that when
We hammered him into place!"
Rambling Sid”