The Octagon Theatre Bolton presents passionate lunchtime readings from the great works of our best loved poets. Enjoy a spot of lunch at the Octagon followed by readings of well-known poets performed by Octagon Theatre actors.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent14 for some desperate glory,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori.

WILFRED OWEN
Dulce et Decorum Est

In the second in the series we look at the work of Wilfred Owen.

The Octagon Theatre Bolton presents passionate lunchtime readings from the great works of our best loved poets. Enjoy a spot of lunch at the Octagon followed by readings of well-known poets performed by Octagon Theatre actors.

I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

WILLIAM BLAKE
A Poison Tree

In the second in the series we look at the work of William Blake. .

The Octagon Theatre Bolton presents passionate lunchtime readings from the great works of our best loved poets. Enjoy a spot of lunch at the Octagon followed by readings of well-known poets performed by Octagon Theatre actors.

The flame-red moon, the harvest moon,
Rolls along the hills, gently bouncing,
A vast balloon,
Till it takes off, and sinks upward
To lie on the bottom of the sky, like a gold doubloon.
The harvest moon has come,
Booming softly through heaven, like a bassoon.
And the earth replies all night, like a deep drum.

TED HUGHES
The Harvest Moon

In the second in the series we look at the work of Ted Hughes