Bethan Tichborne (pictured) was
born in London in 1984 and grew up in Tonbridge, where she attended Tonbridge
Grammar School. She graduated from Exeter College, Oxford in 2008, where she
studied Philosophy and Italian.
She is involved in social justice activism and has
written for various political blogs including Bright Green, Liberal Conspiracy
and New Internationalist. She works at a printing co-op in East Oxford that
prints leaflets and zines for activists and community groups.
She was
also shortlisted for the first Melita Hume Poetry Prize in 2012. Her poetry has appeared
on nthposition.com, in Alan Morrison’s anthology Emergency Verse: Poetry in
Defence of the Welfare State, and in a feature article in the Big Issue. She is related to the poet Chidiock Tichborne.
Sisyphus
The sun, the rain, the mud
the hooves, the sun, the dustthe archaeologist.
Silt shifts and unearths you
and the rivers will suck you upand sort you, heavy bones here, light there.
In this river bend there are hundreds of teeth
and little else, pitted, spitting, twisted,
bitteninto earth, chewing upwards, hungry for air.
poem COPYRIGHT THE POET 2014
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