Tuesday 1st December 2015
Generation Emigration


The Leaving: a poem This old familiar story of heading back to/The mainland, to so-called ambition and economics./History repeating history, poet rendering poet, a country/That cannot hold its citizens within its grasp.
My Generation: a poem 'Now my generation's leaving, a generation going away, a generation that didn't cause this mess, but the generation that has to pay.'
Atlantic Argument: a poem ANONYMOUS I’ve fallen out with my younger brother, Not the first time, Probably not the last. This time has a never before finality. Now separated by an ocean, We won’t be home for Sunday dinner, The lethargy of overeating overpowering …