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Poetry and Boxing


Pugilistica
a literary celebration of boxing
Thursday July 28th 7pm ~ entrance free  
Birkbeck Cinema Theatre, Birkbeck College 43 Gordon Square, London WC1H 0PD

poetry book launch - SJ Fowler’s “Fights” cycles I-XV published by Veer books
"A dazzling, visceral, proficient, kinetic work. fights runs its combinations in formal excitement and trenchgut force." Maggie O’Sullivan

Lynda Nead, Pevsner Chair Of History Of Art at Birkbeck college presents ‘Stilling the Punch’ a talk & presentation on boxing imagery

Kasia Boddy, author of Boxing:a Cultural History & Senior lecturer at UCL presents 'Save the Public's Soul by Punching Its Face':  Modernist Poetry and Pugilism

Tim Atkins celebrates the legendary heavyweight bout between Jack Johnson v. Arthur Cravan in the Monumental bullring, Barcelona, April 1916

Michael Zand reads "The Klitova-Klinchko Kuntador"

Patrick Coyle reads 'The first painting i ever sold was of Muhammad Ali'.

Comments

Poetry Pleases! said…
Dear Todd

An appropriate post in view of the unseemly punch-up currently occurring at the Poetry Society!

Best wishes from Simon

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