Swipe for a short poetry reading with @poetryireland podcast

An analysis of that Screen Time App on your smartphone can be quite worrying, all those minutes and hours of time scrolling aimlessly on social with so little to show for it. I’m trying to make my screen time translate into something more productive or at the very least provocative.

Next time you find yourself with a few minutes to spare — waiting for a bus stop or in a café waiting for your mates to arrive — then I’d recommend tuning in for a quick burst of poetry from the Words Lightly Spoken podcast from Poetry Ireland. Each week, you’ll come across a poem, with an introduction by the poet. Available on i-tunesSpotify or wherever you listen to podcasts and you can follow them on FacebookTwitter or on the Poetry Ireland website.

Phyllis Styne

Founding Contributor at WTFisArt
My interests are primarily in theatre and film but I'm trying hard to not just look but to see art. I've dismissed far too much art over the years because I didn't understand it or give it the time and space to affect me. I'm trying to change that.
Theatre was my first love. It all started with the One-Act and 3-Act AmDram festivals in our local theatre to get out of the house to smoke cigarettes on school nights. It wasn’t long before I had graduated onto the Class As in the Abbey, Peacock, Project, Tivoli and even more fringe events and locations. It’s physical. Being present with the cast, the crew, the soundscape of mutters, coughs, and gasps from the audience; the dust, the set, the murmur murmur hum before curtain. Pure energy. I can forgive anything — set, direction, costumes, props, performance — except bad writing.
Phyllis Styne

My interests are primarily in theatre and film but I'm trying hard to not just look but to see art. I've dismissed far too much art over the years because I didn't understand it or give it the time and space to affect me. I'm trying to change that.
Theatre was my first love. It all started with the One-Act and 3-Act AmDram festivals in our local theatre to get out of the house to smoke cigarettes on school nights. It wasn’t long before I had graduated onto the Class As in the Abbey, Peacock, Project, Tivoli and even more fringe events and locations. It’s physical. Being present with the cast, the crew, the soundscape of mutters, coughs, and gasps from the audience; the dust, the set, the murmur murmur hum before curtain. Pure energy. I can forgive anything — set, direction, costumes, props, performance — except bad writing.

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