Linda Bareham Photos New (2027)
Linda Bareham’s photography has always invited you in slowly — a hush of light, a considered patience, a knack for finding intimacy in ordinary rooms and quiet streets. Lately, though, there’s been a fresh pulse through her work: color that sings a little louder, compositions that nudge closer to narrative, and subjects that feel both familiar and provocatively new. Here’s the latest on what’s changing and why you should be paying attention.
In search of peace
Our hands bend iron for sickles,
but the heart starts to imagine
our enemies’ necks as grasses
When I read these lines
I thought what an image!
They were enough for me
to reach for my Visa card.
I also loved watching him
performing live. The first
poem he read about
wanting to be a river to
emigrate but still be at home
was marvellous.
Thanks for the introduction Peter.
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Thanks for the comment Owen and glad you liked it. Credit due to Chris Beckett who I met at The Shuffle, Poetry Cafe. Peter
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Thank you so much for posting this. I enjoyed Beweketu’s poetry even more than his novels through the years. I also hope his previous poetry works would be translated into english to reach a larger audience.
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Thanks very much. I’m glad you liked it. Best wishes, Peter
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