Poetry Archive Now Wordview 2020: Where the Invisible Goes

The city walls rebuilt themselves last night,

sealed us in tighter than a flood defence.

We are water in a poisoned well.


To Uppingham, Burton, Melton and London

at each city gatehouse our roads have gone,

someone rolled them up like dusty carpets.


We cannot see the beacons being lit

against an invisible armada

that sails in our blood so far from the coast.


A recorded voice from a passing car

tells us to Stay Indoors. Our freedom mulls

a limit it’s not met before.


A dark street leads to a dark factory.

The shadows pass fabric hand to hand,

assemble for thirty hours, get paid for ten.

Recording provided as part of Poetry Archive Now: Wordview 2020. Used by permission of the author.

Poetry Archive Now Wordview 2020 Winners

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Brian China

I worked in the higher education sector for 30 years as a provider of services to students. I've been writing poetry for several years and three of my poems have been published. I've performed open mic at various poetry events in the city.


A special thank you to our WordView 2020 poets.

Chair of the Judging Panel, Imtiaz Dharker, says: “The hundreds of entries we received blew in to the Archive like a breath of pure, unpolluted air from all over the world, revealing something of the time we are living in, some telling it straight, some slant. It was exciting to check in to the Poetry Archive’s Youtube channel every morning and come upon one unexpected voice after another."

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