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Clarke Peters & John Agard for the FT #clarkepeters #thewire #johnagard #portrait #illustration #pencil #blackandwhite #illustratorsoninstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CftZ5GcrQHg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
get down ye angels
Get down ye angels from the heights. Try a few of earth’s numinous delights: the orgiastic rustling of the grass. The wind’s brazen feather tickling your arse.
Exchange your robe even for a day with the raiment of one made of clay. Lay down your harp and dig these pipes I play.
I’ll put my lips to the weeping reeds till temptation thrills the heart of every hill and the very stones begin the dance of leaves as if stones had gained a fluttering will.
Welcome ye cherubs to the carnal hubbub. Take a break from heaven’s eternal monotone. Inhabit the splendid risk of flesh and bone.
John Agard
John Agard's Roll Over Atlantic invokes Columbus, the deep green sea, and yes, mosquitoes! #rolloveratlantic #johnagard #renaissanceone #liveperformance #livetheatre #bloomsburytheatre #onemanshow (at Bloomsbury Theatre)
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#JohnAgard ladies and gentlemen...genius mastermind behind the poem #halfcaste
“You’ll be greeted by a nice cup of coffee when you get to heaven and strains of angelic harmony.
But wouldn’t you be devastated if they only serve decaffeinated while from the percolators of hell your soul was assaulted by Satan’s fresh espresso smell?”
-John Agard
I adore this poem :D I especially love the image of a ‘nice cup of coffee’ accompanied by ‘strains of angelic harmony’