Another poem featuring Tony Earnshaw by Ian Duhig

Omni William Barnes proposed that we call buses “folkswains”, which sounds folk kitsch, or even völkisch. ‘Bus’ has stuck: from ‘omnibus’: ‘for all’,for us ― kin to ‘omnium-gatherum’,a ragbag, like Leeds and this ragtag binof labyrinthine thoughts from my home since its‘MotorwayCity’days ―amazethen,but the place to get your threads made. No more,its tailors’ chalk and pins are history;our rag trade’s…

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Rock, Pebble, Quarry: the Sculptural Lives of Stone at Leeds City Art Gallery 2018 Exhibition In response to Anthony Earnshaw’s mixed media assemblage, the poet Ian Duhig presented this poem: Raider’s Bread 1979 ‘Raider’s Bread’ A lump of moorland flint commanded to become bread by Tony Earnshaw and furnished with knife and board, mounted like…

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