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We are a friendly local poetry group that meets on

the third Sunday of each month to read our own

poetry, listen to others’ poetry and talk about poetry.

Meetings take place on the third Sunday afternoon of

the month starting at 2.00 o'clock and finishing at

approximately 5.15. In December we meet on the

second Sunday.

They are held in the library of Orley

Farm School, South Hill Avenue, Harrow, Middx.


The nearest tube station is South Harrow. There is no

access by car from the South Harrow end of South

Hill Avenue. Entrance to the library is by a door

round to the left of the building.


Fancy yourself as a poet?


Come and listen or read
your own verse. This local

poetry group started in 1992. Visitors £3.00.

For further details and before coming telephone

0208 864 3149.



Below we will be placing some of our latest verse as tasters.

Thursday, 18 June 2020

Two poems by Dorothy Pope

Published in The Spectator May 2020.

a great achievement


       Coronavirus Street

Only the early morning thief
quietly shovelling sand,

a midnight cheat
home from long drive,

med student and nurse
not volunteering

in the otherwise street

but the self-risked gifts
of food in the porch,

the faithful deliveries
of newspapers and fish

sustaining numbers
of phone calls, emails and post –

different play, same characters.


                 How Old

I am six and seventeen,
twenty-five and thirty-four,
and we all have to live
in this ugly, inconvenient house

but from upstairs,
you can see clear across
to Dartmoor
and the beaches beyond,
past the bomb damage
and the four old-fashioned schools.

In the foreground is the man
seated at his table in the window
reading the spread out
broadsheet version of The Times.

Friday, 28 October 2016

Intimations
     (at Finzi Window, Gloucester Cathedral)

Within that inner jewelled heart,
where all the colours gather back
into a whiteness of the soul,
I can reside complete and still –
between the words, inside the song –
at the essence of such beauty
and an inward sense of answer




© Anthony Pinching

Wednesday, 19 October 2016

& ante

What just denoted walking pace,
the leisured middle movement stroll, becomes –
with an exquisite error of transcription – the question:
“And before?” Nothing so simple as: “And then?”

To find a way into this mystery,
we could walk awhile, and then look back,
triangulate future and present
towards a not yet remembered past.

The sonata encompasses familiar patterns,
flowing and developing in its path –
but is this really “And before?”,
or just the prelude to a question?

& ante asks about the preconceptual moment
when the composer is imagined by the performer.


© Anthony Pinching

Published in:
‘Soundscapes – A Musician’s Journey through Life and Death,
by Paul Robertson. Faber & Faber, London 2016. pp. 221-2.

Friday, 14 October 2016

Dorothy Pope’s third book will be out in November 2016. 
Called 'A Mile of Kite String', 
it will cost £6 or £6 + £1.20 postage.
Get Yours Now!

Tuesday, 7 October 2014

A SPECIAL DAY



Imagine a city under siege:
it may be any such city
at any time
as long as old women
dressed in black
scuttle amid rubble.

Think how the miracle of relief might come:
soldiers advancing in a column;
raids from the air;
even pretended discovery
0f the fake relic of a saint.

Do they all see
how a slanting band of sunlight
pours from between two masses of slate dark cloud
to illuminate a distant tree up on the hill?

Any tree will do,
but shining out in that special way.


Peter Keeble

Monday, 6 October 2014

Restructuring



It was obvious he’d gone.
Twenty minutes later he emerged;
a year older (and an inch shorter),
for every minute he’d been before the boss.
Never seen a man so reduced.

He stood for an hour and stared at the car park.
Something had left him,
none of us knew what words to offer his shell.
Then Shivali asked if he’d still sort the Lottery
and Dave wondered if an office would be free.

The following week
hushed conversations stopped
whenever he came into the tea-room.
Might as well have rung a bell.
He’d eat alone, untouchable.

Then his desk was empty,
though  his screensaver still showed
a picture from the Christmas do;
dressed as an elf with Leanne on his knee,
he always liked a laugh.

Emails arrived with words like rationalise,
downturn and downsize.
It was like a damp we couldn’t stop from spreading
and it seeped from his department into ours.
Just now HR Jenny smiled at me;
my appointment ‘s Thursday, half-past three.

Neil Elder

At Last



Fairly well remembered
that final game for Stanley.
Boys spread out like
ducks across a floating pitch,
and me, under new rules
trying out my spec-less eyes
for blind spots.

Before kick-off,
the thirties brick changing room
reeked sweetly of
White Horse embrocation
and Fiery Jack
(chilli seeds ground into
rubbing-cream for
the grossly insane).

Today's ref, clogged up in
a starched Polaroid
of football through the years
read FA directive, 8liND,
for specs, I was no
longer allowed to play in.

Lens-less, I launched
myself frailly
like a fight in a blindfold,
a centre forward for once,
with no regard, and ostrich-like morals
as I could see nowt.

Second half we trampled
the over-wide pitch,
I picked up a short cross, Jesus,
and hammered toward goal,
forty yards out I blasted it,
under shock, it smashed the bar,
and jumped over.
almost my best ever goal.
But that final match
all seems a blur now.


Jerry Pike

Saturday, 4 October 2014

Hear Harrow's Herga Poets Read Their Own Work.

https://soundcloud.com/tags/herga%20poets

Thursday, 2 October 2014

October 9th 2014 WW1 Poetry Special by Herga Poets, at Harrow Arts Centre


Speak Your Mind

THURSDAY 9 OCTOBER 2014 7:30 PM - 10:30 PM 
THE STUDIO
£3.00
BUY TICKETS£1 BOOKING FEE PER TRANSACTION APPLIES
Words of War: Poetry of the First World War and Today
Featuring playwrights, novelists, storytellers, poets and more, HAC’s scratch night showcases the best of local writers and performers. All types of writing and spoken word are welcome, from poetry to rap and novels to plays. This evening is a special edition presented by Herga Poets to commemorate the First World War.
Herga Poets, Harrow's poetry group affiliated with the Poetry Society, has been running since 1992. Members critique each others work, which covers a broad range of styles and subject matter. Our programme on 9 October will combine our own work on the subject of war and peace with famous and not so famous poetry from the period of the First World War.
If you would like to perform at this or future events, contact Cate on 020 8416 8963 orcate.gordon@harrow.gov.uk
Find out more about Herga Poets on their website.