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Wendy Young isn't feeling issues make her gloomy...speaking out kicks you out but..... / 29 August 2013

'to be silent is to die' - so sayeth a wise flamenco singer in Seville (BBC4 Sunday 9pm) but parents, siblings and extended have killed my duende.  I learned some flamenco and seeing this programme just fired me up, however, 'MY KNEES, WON'T LET ME'.  However, performing poetry does give me a sense of being 'alive' and if only my family were the right way.

My father should have been a flamenco singer

His shouts echo in yells by a gypsy father


The primal screams he bellowed in drunkenness

Revealed by brothers in cuadro, duelling with drums and compás

The cries for his mother who died in pain

Is the Baile of solea performed by a vain black suited soul, stamping out the misery that could take over his life

The cherries my father spat out

Are the stones of life procured in the flamenco dancer’s planta…his lineage carrying on the performance

Twisted feet, clapping hands, stamping heels, fighting talk.