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Foyle Poetry Recital

17/8/19 Cafes and Poetry…?


A Great Evening

Ok…I’ve talked about art, I’ve talked about music…but there’s something I do every time I post one of theses little articles, but I’ve never mentioned it.


LISTEN TO ME RECITING, "TO AUTUMN" AND "A WORLD WITHOUT EYES" IN  BELOW VIDEO


Yes people…I CAN WRITE!

If you know me, you know where I’m going with this…
I signed up to the Young Poets Network and, of course
I spoke on the open mike.

We traveled to the cute little Foyle Poetry Society cafe in the heart of London to Join in with one of their poetry evenings for young poets aged 11-17.

Firstly, let me just say, the evening was held in the little cafe’s basement. To get there, you could either take the lift or the stairs. Naturally, I chose lift.
You may be wondering…whats so special about a lift? Why are you even mentioning this point Maleeka?!


Well, let me express to you my utmost excitement to discover that this lift had an open roof like a small cart carrying you downwards. You also had to press snd hold the button to actually move.


THE LIFT IS IN MY CONTROL NOW!!!

Anyway, we first met Helen, a lovely lady and organiser of the evening.
She started off the evening by reciting her poem then introducing the rest of the speakers.


We started with some of the former members of the Society. Some won awards, others had multiple awards, and one owned their own magazine.
All the cool stuff you would expect from proud poets!

Ok…lets get into the juicy stuff now.


A few open-mikers recited and talked about love, equality and quite a few interesting topics.


Then Helen announced, “Maleeka Abbas, the VIP founder of Meeks Speaks”. (That was my fun fact that she asked to introduce me with)
I was excited now…time to use my grand Poetry voice.

My first poem was titled “To Autumn”. I know that sound familiar but in English we had to write a response poem to John Keates’ masterpiece.


I was proud of this poem as it represented how even in nature, “to be seen, you must first be heard”
(You’ll see what I mean when you head on over to YouTube yo watch my recital) “yes, Fizzy brandished her phone and recorded it, like always”

My second and final poem was A World Without Eyes. And this is one of my favourite poems that I’ve written. 


This one, as the title suggests, is about what it feels like to have enhanced senses and what would happen in “A World Without Eyes” literally!
I’m very proud of this “originally written in English class” poem and I’m happy I got to share this one with my fellow poets.

Overall, I found this experience fun and interesting, (especially that lift).
I can also add it to my list of public speaking achievements…YAY! 🥳

PS. Fizzy mum loves writing and poetry too.
“It must be in our genetics…🧬”

Foyle Poetry Recital

LISTEN TO ME RECITING, "TO AUTUMN" AND "A WORLD WITHOUT EYES" IN  BELOW VIDEO