What happens when a Black Jewish Londoner dreams she is Joan of Arc? How can she overturn history? These are two of the tantalising questions behind Julia Pascal’s imaginative satire on nationalism.
LIFT, the London International Festival of Theatre, is a wonderful institution – though the very word might make its founders – Rose de Wend Fenton and Lucy Neal – shudder. For wasn’t it a reaction to the very notion of `institution’ that fired Fenton and Neal to create LIFT as well as a passion […]
Cathy Bryant‘s new collection displays a sense of confidence and a willingness to experiment, observes Emma Lee
The Vale of Health, NW3. Even the name carries a certain caché. I always had the slight feeling of entering a special place when I used to visit it at a particular time in my life, in the 1970s.
The Hosking Houses Trust is a charity created by Sarah Hosking, to offer writing residencies for ‘women writers over the age of forty, of established merit who need a period of financially protected domestic peace in which to start, continue or complete innovative work about any subject.’
* This issue of London Grip features new poems by: *Richard Loranger *Stephen Bone *Phil Kirby *Wendy French *Danielle Hope *Harvey O’Leary *Bruce Christianson *Elizabeth Smither *Jayne Stanton *Matthew Gavin Frank *Ann Douglas *Martin Malone *Emily Strauss *Allison McVety *Ann Vaughan-Williams *Richie McCaffery
Thomas Ovans finds it easy to enter into the spirit of Malcolm Carson’s short poetic memoir of his youthful travels in Europe
Ruth Valentine examines collections by Barbara Marsh, Nadine Brummer & Wendy Pratt and considers how they deal poetically with death and dying.
Fiona Sinclair is not usually a fan of ‘nature’ poetry but makes an exception in the case of Gordon Meade’s new collection
Noel Coward wrote of his musical Ace of Clubs that “the idea is to do it as simply as humanly possible”. For the first professional London revival since the original 1950 production, Southwark’s Union Theatre draws on its decade of experience of producing loveable, low-budget musicals and takes Coward at his word.
If you step outside the hallowed circle of inner London theatre you come across some amazing treasures. The Arcola in the East End, in Hackney, is one such.
Emma Lee considers two rather contrasting collections by W D Jackson & Rennie Parker