Hidden things

Memories, Poetry

#Promptuarium

13th September 2018

Hidey Holes in the place where I rest my head

hold memories, to recall and to cherish

programmes of events and photographs

uniform pins of times gone by

Old cameras look on in awe as

24 stills turn to 48 turn to over a 100

as film turns to cartridge and to chip

how many memories are on the corner of my desk ?

Archives of old journals and diaries

now playing hide and seek

in the corner of a wardrobe space

On occasion, shown the light to read

And what of the tapes and videos

now boxed away ?

The machines can no longer play

Tape recorder occasionally used,  video cassette – gathering dust

Mediacity

Photography, Places, Poetry, TV

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A Glass palace has been built

on the banks of the canal

it’s not for the royals –

but its not common or banal

 

It’s a place where programmes will

be written and played

and where young northerners

will learn out a trade

 

Where Drama – of Th’ Lowry

will be played out on screen

whilst players eat at restaurants

in buildings between.

 

And major networks set up in old port

broadcasting most of the national sport

from old Trafford’s cricket and football in day

to far off events in places away

 

These building is local – built up by the skilled

trained up by academy – in City and Guild

Taken over by companies of National Aplomb

plenty more lights, camera, action to come