'Monday the 11th of December 2017. 21:05', published, in collaboration with Beatfreeks, in the inaugural Verve Poetry Press anthology, to mark and celebrate the launch of the press, and Poetry Jam's fifth birthday. Full of wonderful pieces by other local (Birmingham) poets. Available to buy via the Verve Poetry Press website, and in-store and… Continue reading Poem Publication- February 2018.
The usual comment about the innately destructive comparison culture perpetuated by society through the media, especially social media- I want, in this instance, however, to bring this conversation to a personal level, about my experiences so far as a writer, a poet (although I gag supremely at this label where it applies to me, so… Continue reading Trust your own Process.
I heard your name When I came In October 2017, Resounding like an industrial mystery Through livid Dublin sky. There is something about you, a sensation like The Jewellery Quarter on a quiet day And the narrow side-ways of Wolverhampton town centre, peeking passages lined with rusty brickwork, With a hint of Bedford Falls. When… Continue reading Rathmines, I.
15:40, Number 23 Bus. Five Ways Junction.
Day of the Equinox, the first day of Autumn. Birmingham Library, ground floor café. A table by the window. 15:25-15:45. "To have one best friend. The concept- I can't do it." 'You'll always be my best friend, there is no question.' "She has shrunk in size, physically shrunk; become a waif of a person." (Broken,… Continue reading Friday, 22nd of September, 2017. Conversations.
This piece comes from the view of a Birmingham local, an individual who has witnessed- and moved with- the commercial evolution of her city over the twenty-seven years of her life so far. I can already feel the fever of internalised commentaries to this piece that will fiercely defend that I am 'not allowed' to… Continue reading Weeding-Out The Undesirable – The Culture Of Independent Business In Birmingham
This is the face of a third-generation British Indian. This is MY face. My full name is Ciona Bhachu Nankervis. My forename was picked out of a magazine by my aunt in 1989, the origin of which still mystifies me, my now middle name is my maiden name, the only nominal indicator of my Punjabi… Continue reading Britishness, Race And Identity: Let’s Talk