I
wrote this years ago – I doubt it would win any poetry prizes but it's from the
heart about one of the highlights of my year, the Edinburgh International Book
Festival in Charlotte Square:
Charlotte
Square
From a
dictionary unravelled
words take wings,
soar in the blue,
around America
and France,
Spain,
Africa and England
too;
like homing
birds drop from the air
– and come to
earth in Charlotte Square.
For two
blissful weeks of summer
prose and
poetry take the stage
new plots and
images enthrall us
ideas pour from
page to page;
as poems are
read we stand and stare
– and catch the
rhymes in Charlotte Square.
Writing
workshops, cappuccinos,
chocolate
brownies, books galore,
queues to see
our favourite authors
it’s all here,
and much, much more;
it’s raining
words, but all is fair
– the Book
Festival’s in Charlotte Square.
Sad end of
August, skies are bare
– the words
have flown from Charlotte Square.
And if you want to know who I've seen so far at
the 2018 Edinburgh International Book Festival visit the Capital
Writers' website.
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