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Calling all poets!

The Ropetackle Centre is delighted to be hosting its first Poem-a-Thon on Saturday April 28th from 11.30–4pm. Organised in partnership with Shoreham Wordfest, the event will see children and young people reading their poems from 11.30am, followed by a non-stop open mic for poets of any age from 1-4pm.

Organisers are aiming for 100 poems and will be raising money on the day for Royingya refugees. Local poets Jackie Wills and Michaela Ridgeway will be Masters of Ceremonies and Ropetackle is donating a family ticket to its forthcoming “Mischief and Mystery in Moominvalley” on 26th May as a raffle prize.

The event is part of Ropetackle’s Saturday Sessions, a new initiative bringing musicians, poets, singers and other creative types together to lead public sessions. The beauty of the sessions is that they are completely free! From ukulele to folk-singing, and poetry, join us in the foyer for some laid-back entertainment.

“The Saturday Sessions evolved from a series of free events in April 2017 that were put on as part of Ropetackle’s 10-year celebrations. The reaction from the local community was fantastic,” says Claire Swift, Operations and Development Manager. “Having regular events in our bright and airy foyer space is a great way to increase access and use of the Ropetackle Centre. The Saturday Sessions celebrate the community’s talents and give people an opportunity to spend time with friends and family. I love the buzz from having a busy foyer (extra busy when we have our ukulele sessions!) and welcome anyone who would like to play, perform, speak, act, dance etc. as part of our sessions, to just get in touch!”

Contact Claire at admin@ropetacklecentre.co.uk

Taster poem here: With thanks to Abi Kimber, aged 8

Piles Of Fire

This is the season with piles of fire,
A world of red, yellow and orange,
With the atmosphere of frost.

This is the season with raspberry rain,
Falling down on to wet grass,
Lurking with diamonds and jewels.

This is the season with leaves like biscuits,
Being trodden on by giants,
Cracking like lightening.

This is the season with piles of fire,
A world of red, yellow and orange,
With the atmosphere of frost.

This is Autumn.

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