What is poetry town?

Poetry Town began in 2015 with a weekly poem displayed in the window of Kirkdale Bookshop. Following overwhelmingly positive responses from customers we have decided to partner with Sydenham Arts to build on the idea and fill Sydenham with poetry­ not just by famous poets but by local people, both young and old.
Spring by Vita Sackville-West (1892-1962)
8th May 2019

There were so many days that I was given.

But whether of this spring or that?  they merge

As travelling clouds across my permanent heaven.


My life was rich; I took a swarm of bees

And found a crumpled snake-skin on the road,

All in one day, and was increased by these.


I have not understood humanity.

But those plain things, that gospel of each year,

Made me the scholar of simplicity.


                  This once I saw, but not again,

                  Above the water pocked by rain:

                  Three mottled eggs in a moorhen’s nest,

                  In a clump of kingcups by the edge

                  Of the water, in amongst the sedge;

                  The rain was but an April shower;

                  The kingcup but a minted flower,

                  Cup of a king in gold.

                  Was there not once a king who sought him

                  The perfect chalice, and bethought him

                  The breast of Helen for his mould?

                  A wild bird’s nest and Helen’s breast,

                  What lovely things that spring did hold!