The Edinburgh Fringe Festival is looming, and the creative clogs are starting to whirr! We have something very exciting planned for this year, and the word is - roller banners! Let me explain!

Every year at the festival we at Poesy have tried to make sure that there is some kind of poetical outlet that is offered out. Theatre is aplenty, and the stand-ups certainly have their corner of the market covered, but what about poetry? (more…)

I fondly remember way back when they featured Poems on the Underground, reading a couple that seem to have stayed with me.
One fine day, I found myself on a platform trying to get a Mars bar from one of the vending machines, when I happened to look up and see the following poem.

I May, I Might, I Must

If you will tell me why the fen
appears impassable, I then
will tell you why I think that I
can get across it if I try.

Marianne Moore

While they are handy for keeping the crows away, and not quite as effective at mole removal, I couldn’t help but raise a smile when I read the following poem on the District Line to Putney Bridge:

Ode to a Scarecrow

Hey, be seedy! He effigy, hate-shy, jakey yellow man. Oh pique! You are rusty, you’ve double, you ex-wise head.

Unknown

Poems on the Underground was introduced in 1986 as a means of bringing poetry to a wider audience and was the brainchild of Judith Chernaik, an American writer.

Welcome to Poesy a small poerty site. This is just a show case a place for people to submit poems and have them scored. We let anything in, but the idea is the good poems will float to the top to create a best of poesy collection, commpletely voted for by you (collectively).

The submit form for people to submit poems will be up and running shortly.