poetry
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Seeing one’s mother cry Is never a good sight; You begin to wonder How bad things really are. Thursday, October 10: Wales-African Film Festival, Pierhead Building, Cardiff. 7pm Friday, October 11: Aberystwyth Arts Centre. Time 6pm Friday, October 18: Tenby Museum and Art Gallery. 7pm December 4: Cameroon High Commission, Holland Park, London TBC December
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I grew up in Cameroon Where on the wall Of my mother’s living room A gecko waited Patiently For the moth. THIS IS NOT A POEM a hymn to tolerance and understanding, written and spoken by Eric Ngalle Charles, directed by Greg Lewis. A Pegasws Production. Read all about this new short film here.
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Today I drown in my sleep Here in exile While strangers build thrones on my father’s grave
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Artillery Wood Two military graves lying only feet apart in a Belgian cemetery commemorate the lives of two iconic literary figures: the greatest Welsh and the greatest Irish poets of the Great War. They died on the same day (102 years ago today) in the same battle, but the paths that led them into British
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A big shout-out to photographer Susy Fernandes who is following the production of our short film This Is Not A Poem. I’ve worked on dozens of productions but have never had someone taking photos during the process. Being behind the camera one feels quite anonymous. Susy’s photos are putting the camera operator Paul Roberts and
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We’re underway. My friend, Eric Ngalle Charles, and I have long-cherished a dream to turn his words and poetry into a film-hymn to tolerance and understanding. Eric is a Cameroon-born writer who came to Britain as a refugee almost twenty years ago and has since become one of Wales’ foremost poets. His writing is fearless
Greg Lewis 