Spartacus Mmxii Direct

He said, There are slaves in the hands of the banks, slaves in the arms of the state, slaves to the wage, to the zero-hour contract, slaves to the zero-hour rate.

He said, Look for the hill where the ragwort grows, the slope where the dog-rose climbs. Meet me tonight with a brick or a stone, with a bottle or a bottle of rhymes. spartacus mmxii

So I went to the hill where the ragwort grows, the slope where the dog-rose leans, with a half-brick wrapped in a carrier bag, with a copy of Big Issue magazine. He said, There are slaves in the hands

So I went online to track him down, to seek him out in the cyberworld, and typed his name into the search box, the key and the password. So I went to the hill where the

So if you want to see Spartacus, come to the park, come to the park with me. If you want to see Spartacus, search him out in the 21st century.

Here is the text of the poem Spartacus MMXII by Simon Armitage. This poem was commissioned for the London 2012 Cultural Olympiad and originally appeared as a large-scale public artwork.

I met him at night by the boating lake where the fountain jumps and plays. He said, Don’t be scared. I am not a ghost. I’m not of those far-off days.