A Glorious Evening with York’s Pen to Paper!
Enjoy a glorious evening of readings penned by talented York writers (including Griselda Goldsbrough, our Art and Design Development Manager!)
Marianne FaithfullThe only way you can do anything any good is through love
The Arts Team have been really moved by this recent find on WeTransfer – How Marianne Faithfull and Warren Ellis’ poetic new record She Walks in Beauty was built on decades of friendship, passion and collaboration… it’s a very touching listen/read … check it out! here’s a link to the original article: https://wepresent.wetransfer.com/story/marianne-faithfull-she-walks-in-beauty/# What effect…
Laugh Out Loud
We’d like to share a couple of links to local comedy opportunities kindly recommended to us this week. If you’ve ever fancied yourself as a bit of a comedian, you might want to consider honing your skills with a stand up comedy or improv course with Laugh at Leeds If you like poetry with your…
The Owl and the Chimpanzee
Library colleagues across the country have been sharing poems for Mental Health Awareness Week. Here’s one by clinical hypnotherapist and psychotherapist Jo Camacho which beautifully articulates the internal battle many of us face when the more primitive part of our brain (the chimp brain) takes control. The wise owl within all of us is seen here fighting…
Poetry – Lemn Sissay
Both a song of praise and a call to action. Jan Godwin, clinical librarian at Scarborough hospital, finds this poem both energising and moving. If you have a poem you’d like to share please email the Arts Team art@york.nhs.uk
These are the Hands by Michael Rosen
For the 60th anniversary of the NHS These are the hands That touch us first Feel your head Find the pulse And make your bed. These are the hands That tap your back Test the skin Hold your arm Wheel the bin Change the bulb Fix the drip Pour the jug Replace your hip. These…
My First Memory (of librarians)
This is my first memory:A big room with heavy wooden tables that sat on a creaky wood floorA line of green shades—bankers’ lights—down the centerHeavy oak chairs that were too low or maybe I was simply too short For me to sit in and readSo my first book was always bigIn the foyer up four steps a semi-circle…