“POEMS WRITTEN & PERFORMED BY WALLWEIN AT TIMES [ARE] POWERFUL ENOUGH TO MOVE THE AUDIENCE TO TEARS… THE HORROR THAT SO MANY REFUGEES HAVE GONE THROUGH IN RECENT YEARS IS VIVIDLY BROUGHT TO THE STAGE.”
Poetry
Louise is an accomplished poet first finding acclaim for her one-woman show on the wing of a WW11 Shackleton aircraft.
She has held many residencies in the UK and internationally including Poet in Residence of Queensland and Writer in Residence at the University of Manitoba Winnipeg, Canada.
Louise was commissioned to write a poem for the opening of the Olympics in the North, performed in Salford Quays and her recent piece The Island, The Sea, The Volunteer and The Refugee was broadcast on BBC Radio 4 in 2016.
Louise may also be found on Poetry Business.
ANTHOLOGies
- Red River
The North Magazine
- Shoelaces
Short Story, Takes of the Weird, Wild & The Wonderful
- The Dropkick from God
Nailing Colours, CommonWord
- Inspiration 14
John Hopper
COMMISSIONS
- Opening of the Olympics in the North
Walk the Plank/Cultural Olympiad
- Wind Up Radio
Sound installation, Contact Theatre, 2001
- Poet in Residence
St Ambrose Barlow School, Creative Partnerships
- Low Flying Aircraft
Manchester Poetry Festival
Winner of the Manchester Poetry Festival 1998
- The Dropkick from God
Commonword, first Published poem 1997
DREAMRIDING
Light slips up through the pavement cracks
Dreamriding
I am every thing
I can smell everything
Touch anything
It’s an all or nothing dream
When I dream I fly
This city is mine
But not like when I’m awake
It’s not fake
I dream
I ride
I fly
I dream I ride in stereophonic
Quadraphonic
My bike is bionic
Six million dollar
We have the capability
Dreamriding
Buzzin I am
Buzzin
Lungs expand
Air driftsBreath
I can breath
wheels pure titanium
caught in it lost in it
zig zag zag zig
my dreams are so big
Rise
Rise in this city an ocean of colours music and smells
Rise from the streets, full of different twist and turns
Rise when we clash
Rise when we stray from our path
Rise when we mess up
Rise and then fix up
Rise when we get lost in a world full of choices
Rise in a forest of mistakes
We raise our youth to know which road to take
Rise like the drama we all have in common
Where once smoke rose now hope rises
Rise like the Awakening light
Rising like a pukka name wished for in the freely shining stars
Rising like each unique promise
Rise like a wish for a better world
Rise like a promise plucked from behind a clouds ear
Rise like a nebula of possibility
Rise like a boiling hot melting pot
Rise like an outbreak of rainbows
Rise when people buzz off of your tunes and rave like there’s no tomorrow