I am the North in Northern Soul
This weekend marked Northern Soul‘s second birthday. To commemorate the occasion, Northern Soul‘s Poetry Correspondent Wendy Pratt has written this poem.
I’m the dull, soot-scarred smoke stacks,
a cobble, felt through a cheap plimsoll.
I’m Friday’s fish and chips, I’m the bacon fat
your mam used to fry with. I‘m the biting cold
of a South Shields wind. I’m kids playing out
on Coronation Street. I’m Ted Hughes tackling
Hardcastle Crags, a game of tag, a pint of stout.
I’m Life on Mars, Brideshead Revisited, I’m Cathy,
I’m Heathcliff, I’m all the Brontë sisters. I’m cold cuts,
I’m Kes. I am the miners’ strike. I’m hard work,
I’m Hillsborough. I’m Eyup! I’m not making a fuss,
I’m the one who won’t shut up. I’m mosques, I’m churches,
I’m hard as nails, no messing about, I’m heart of gold.
I’m moorland-industrial. I am the North in Northern Soul.
The Northern Soul Awards 2018
The Northern Soul Awards 2018 took place at the stunning Manchester Cathedral on November 15. Here’s our list of winners, along with the Highly Commended and Special Mentions for each category. Congratulations!
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