Tim is a Poet, photographer and founder of Write Speak Recover. He is our poetry curator and connects us to the spoken word community. Keep an eye out for him pouring his heart out at a poetry event!
Hannah created the Lost Souls poetry nights and always videos the poets.
Later sharing the recordings on Instagram as a lovely way to honour their work. The best part of this is you can hear Hannah’s “hmmms” and “wows” as the poets speak. Little offers of love and support
In talking to, and listening to Sasha's poetry you'll be met by a deep poetic knowledge and understanding of the natural world, and the challenges it faces. I always learn something when I talk to Sasha, about identity, the body, the planet. Gentle lessons about rain,
I first heard Kellie at Lost Souls Poetry night. I felt kinda off myself that day and didn’t like how I read but in the break they were super kind and told me they’d connected with it. I wasn’t going to stick around for the second act
I felt very disoriented when I moved to London in 2024 and didn’t know anyone. I found Write B4 the Mic in Brixton run by Starlight (a previous WSR poet). The first workshop I attended was on the theme of love. Rayon was co-hosting. I was really nervous. He
I went to my first poetry night in early 2024 after returning to the UK permanently for the first time in over 20 years.
I had been writing feverishly and the lovely souls in my Recovery Dharma group had been encouraging me to go out and speak. I had found
Jean is a maker of magic.
You can feel it moving around him as he enters a room. An aura of wonderful otherness as if he wears a cloak of creativity. Ready at any moment to whisk it into action and spring into sorcery! That’s how his poems and
We take in a new live collaboration from Tifany MarSah and Solomon Prempeh in Camden. A beautiful evening of spoken word, performance and an unforgettable journey.
I can’t say enough about Dave in a brief intro. Dave is colossal. Their voice sets you off-kilter as it tears at the walls of reality. A helter-skelter of honest, deep, angst-laden self-reflection. Though, as you cling to the sack, knuckles white as you take the turns, you realise
I’ve heard Anthony speak a couple of times now, and the poem that stands out to me talks of his upbringing in East London and how he had to build a tough exterior and swallow some of his softer, creative traits. He is open and honest about his struggles
Nielsen is a Poetic Doctor - not something you find every day. He shares how he has found balance between those two parts of himself and how they become his collective, creative voice.
