This poem captures the sadness of feeling as if you have to maintain that ‘stiff upper lip’ and keep everything locked inside yourself. We are very lucky if we have never had to witness the effects and cruelties of war first hand and can never really imagine what it is like for those who have. … Continue reading Fire by Steve May
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Patterns by Steve May
This week we feature a poignant poem by Steve, about the changes wrought on everyday life by bereavement. Steve May worked extensively in the field of drama-in-education, including winning an Edinburgh Fringe First with Wigan Young People’s Theatre, before becoming an acupuncturist. He regularly performs his work around the NE of England and further afield. … Continue reading Patterns by Steve May
