An exploration of political poetry and the place it has in wider protest We rarely speak about protest poetry. It is always protest songs. Music, after all, is poetry that gets stuck in one’s head. Before we can speak, we sing, and rightly so. Music is beautiful. Moving. Like happiness, it is catching. And it does make us happy, some strange alchemy transforming musical notes plucked or thumped or strummed or scraped from instruments into a feeling. Happy, sad. Soft emotions,

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By Bethany Hobbs. From the very beginning of our time on earth, we are constantly absorbing our surroundings. During our early years, it...

By Bethany Hobbs After a year of facing a global pandemic, which has taken more than 2.6 million lives (BBC News, March 2021),...