Welcome to Will Gore, Congrats to Sarah Wardle
Welcome this week to William Gore, who submitted a really touching poem about one of the World’s greats, Garrincha (see below).
I’d also like to take this opportunity to extend our congratulations to Sarah Wardle, a poet and lecturer at Middlesex University, who was recently appointed as poet-in-residence at Tottenham Hotspur, at least until the seasons end (hopefully longer). What a fillip for Football Poets everywhere. Although Sarah hasn’t submitted any poems here yet, she has personally indicated that she hopes to soon. I’m sure our celebrated Arsenal fan, Michael ‘SoonerGooner’ Adubato, can’t wait!
To read more about Sarah’s appointment, follow these links :
Independent : http://enjoyment.independent.co.uk/books/interviews/story.jsp?story=513886
Guardian : http://www.guardian.co.uk/arts/features/story/0,11710,1191658,00.html
BBC : http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/london/3647215.stm
Also, just a reminder, if you didn’t read the two poems by Pat Ingoldsby, a personal favourite of mine, be sure to look them up.
Stuart likened him to Dennis Gould, who I believe is one of the original Stroud Football Poets, and another very enjoyable read for those of you who haven’t checked out his poems.
William Gore’s great début :
Garrincha
There is a magnificent white tomb
In a small cemetry
At Raiz da Serra in Brazil
A monument to Miguel Campos
A footballer for the local team,
Vila Atletico Clube.
Miguel never brought Brazil to her feet.
Miguel never touched Jules Rimet.
Unlike Garrincha.
In 1958, you were spectacular!
In 1962, you were God!
How can one man rule the world?
Ask Garrincha.
The angel with bent legs,
Who won the World Cup
Alone .
The history books should read,
1962, World Cup winners-Garrincha
Miguel did not see your first triumph,
And missed the final masterpiece.
He died in 1957, aged twenty five,
It says in gilt, on the front of his tomb
That stands so tall amongst
The slanted slabs of sad grey,
That are the final shrines
To so many departed people.
The neighbour with whom you shared many a night.
The doctor who cared for your sick child,
The father of your best friend.
Each one loved and remembered.
look at the yellow of the small futile flowers.
There is another grave here
Different from the rest
where no flowers sit.
In the shadow of Miguel’s tomb
Lies the final home of Garrincha
Quiet and unkempt.
© William Gore 27/4/04
William adds :
I was inspired to write this poem when reading Alex Bellos’ book “Futebol: The brazilian way of Life”. The idea for the poem came from the moment in the book when the author visits Garrincha’s grave.
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25th April 2024 at 7:33 pm
Hi Denys,
Thanks mate. I’ll do it now.
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25th April 2024 at 1:56 pm
Thanks Joe,
you might like to write a poem yourself on the same subject…
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23rd April 2024 at 4:03 pm
Hi Denys
With you all the way on the abolition of FA Cup replays. What are they doing to the game?
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23rd April 2024 at 3:59 pm
Hi Crispin,
Yes sorry mate. Villa are still in Europe. Mistake rectified.
Cheers
Joe
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20th April 2024 at 12:04 pm
Hi Joe
Shouldn’t your title read your poem Farewell Europe England to everyone exccept Aston Villa ?
I know you mention them in your poem , but I do feel sorry for Villa re the national press .
Largely ignored. the hype was was all about Man City & Arsenal with a bit of a nod to the Hammers..but hardly a mention of Villa..
So well done to them
C
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19th March 2024 at 8:00 am
Hi Crispin. Chris Sutton on the radio has gone for a Chelsea v Coventry final. As we know anything can happen in the Cup, and I reckon we can go to the final.
We’re still in with a chance of the play offs too, so lots to go for.
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19th March 2024 at 7:41 am
Hey Kev
Let the masses drool over their odds on City v Unted Final, but who knows how pressure can hit.
Cov and Chels will be rightly labelled as having no chance..but hey …stranger things have happened..
so Chelsea v Coventry…that’s the Final for us!
Best
C
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29th January 2024 at 10:03 pm
Hi Crispin,
How are you doing mate? Yes, you’re probably right but hey football is all about emotion and passion and I just love writing about the game. I try to keep my poetry to a reasonable length but there’s so much to write about the game and its literature just lends itself naturally to poetry. Sometimes I just get completely carried and I do apologise for the length of my poetry but it’s a great thrill to be associated with Football Poets.
Cheers mate
Joe
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10th January 2024 at 7:52 pm
You’re right of course Joe but…..it’s actually more of a big welcome break for everyone who is not into Premier League ..I’m talking fans of EFL National League and below…..
Btw …is this actually your longest poem ever !?
Best
Crispin
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8th January 2024 at 4:45 pm
Thanks!
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