Hello, I'm Generation Txt. I'm a book. I feature six of the best young poets in the UK. You can buy me at Amazon, at selected bookshops nationwide: London Review Bookshop; Arnolfini, Bristol; Mostly Books, Abingdon; Dulwich Books; Huckleberry's, Blandford Forum. Alternatively, buy direct from us for just £6.99 using the button below.
GENERATION TXT THE NATIONAL TOUR
In a virtual world of Blogs, iPods and txt-speak, six of the UK’s most gifted young writers sound off. Based on the acclaimed anthology of new poetry, Generation Txt presents dynamic performances from Joe Dunthorne, Inua Ellams, Laura Forman, Abigail Oborne, Emma McGordon and James Wilkes.
Experience literature from the frontline in a whirlwind journey from scars to scrap-bins; from tea smuggling to suicide. Hailed by distinguished poet and critic Roddy Lumsden as ‘a vital cross-section of the poetry that will progress and flourish’, Generation Txt is a must-see event for anyone interested in the future of literature.
Hand-picked from a nationwide search for writing talent between the ages of 16 and 30, the line-up includes former Northern Young Writer of the Year Emma McGordon and celebrated performance poet Inua Ellams, as well as Joe Dunthorne, whose debut novel Submarine has been snapped up by Penguin. Natural Sciences graduate Laura Forman, creative writing student Abigail Oborne and experimental poet and text artist James Wilkes complete the bill.
The show comprises multimedia and live readings, blending sharp observation, dark humour and lyrical fire in an alchemy of imagination. Prepare to be amazed, amused and desperate to Blog it all up afterwards!
'Generation Txt looks at all points of poetry's star and is less concerned with the middle ground, which makes this selection of young writers more vital and a truer cross-section of the poetry that will progress and flourish.' Roddy Lumsden
'This collection is a creative ideas manual ... replete with offbeat and tangential work. These six young poets are joyfully working with Ezra Pound's dictum to 'make it new' and doing it with extreme effervescence.' Jo Klaces, Times Educational Supplement
'A reassuring voice that British poetry is alive, kicking and relevant, for some time to come.' Ian Seed, Stride
'Good news for poetry' Richard Morrison, The Times
'full of ambition and spark [...] let us hope Generation Txt is remembered as the starting point of some dazzling poetic careers' Clare Pollard, Rising
'[Generation Txt] points to rude health amongst the youngsters on the poetry scene ... and offers alternatives to the tedium of the current crop of mainstream not-so-bright stars. Young poets should get their hands on it' Simon Turner, Gists and Piths
'I couldn't find the txt msg sonnet my bile had been longing for.' David Bowden, Culture Wars
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
A new collection of Comic/Nonsense Verse, For Children, called, ‘Please Do Not Encourage This Nonsense by Purchasing this Book: Poems By Paul H. Tubb’, is available for purchasing.
23 Poems Not about Football, 11 that are about Football and 5 limericks. Paul H. Tubb has put these together, with some illustrations, into a handy book form so that they can be read at anyone’s leisure. Funny Rhyming poems that will delight Children of all ages. Poems about subjects such as Strange Christmas’s, Tone Deaf Dentists and the worlds worst stuntman among others. To learn more, please click on the link below.
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Our last topic to date is on a band touring and powering their gear with bicycles !
Hi guys, you are warmly invited to the international launch of www. storytellersunlimited. com. Funded by the Arts Council / An Chomhairle Ealaion the website contains a video archive of stories researched and performed for Galway City Museum by myself and Clare Muireann Murphy.
The launch is on Saturday 5th April and begins at 4pm in Galway City Museum. I’ll host the Irish launch, along with guest speaker Fionnuala Gallagher,and Celtic harpist Aite Tinga. At 5pm the launch will then be handed over to Clare in America. The American launch takes place in the Children Museum of Denver and begins at 11am, Denver time.
As well as www. storytellersunlimited. com I’m also finishing a new collection of short stories and essays for my American fanzine www. geygallus. com, and putting together a show of 'Dark Tales' for the Town Hall Theatre studio, Galway.
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
if your a book im a hat..if your a book im a donkey..if your a book then im a place in the North..that i am. thanks for bein a friend Gen Txt - love it!
Wednesday 29th of August - the Lazy Birds are throwing a showdown, should you want to support - spectate or spontaneously take the Mic on the stage - we'd love to see you (and you and you and you!) [Yorkshire Grey - Grays Inn Road - Holborn] x See you soon x
you, your grace wanders each subtle life-note each word each gentle phrase in rise and fall as morning song windows open your soul each breathless call reaches higher praise your life emerges as starlit diamonds from fiery coal anvil struck forged in trials with faith and hope you spark you soar
The morning garden is still. Softly, the growing dawn wakens bird-song. The long grasses, flowing - a gentle breeze blending with roses, hyacinth and lavender; wind chimes singing quietly melodic notes. The garden center; a cobalt blue vase fountain, almost silent ripples of water cascade over the rim to mirror-black, smooth, glistening pebbles. My eyes, steady, fixed, focus above. The clear sky, warm air wafting, this morning yields, peacefully to the slow heat of day. Shadows shorten and hide from the sun while we wait for the coolness of evening to carry us home.
