When middle-aged men
(Their minds on sinning),
Flirt with young women,
Some humour them.
While others embrace
The grace
And charms
Of wealthy arms …
When middle-aged men
(Their minds on sinning),
Flirt with young women,
Some humour them.
While others embrace
The grace
And charms
Of wealthy arms …
On Monday 7 November, I was interviewed by Ariadne Sawyer of Vancouver Co-op Radio’s the World Poetry Reading Series. During my interview, I read a number of poems and answered questions regarding my work.
You can listen to my interview here, https://www.mixcloud.com/VictorSchwartzman/world-poetry-cafe-november-10-2022/
. My segment begins approximately 5 minutes into the podcast and runs for about 10 minutes.
My thanks to Ariadne Sawyer for hosting me on the World Poetry Reading Series.
Its close to 1 am when
I hear the wild wind shake
My window. Later, when I go
Out I will see
How his dances
Have made free
With poor branches
And leaves
Brought low
By his breeze.
When men go
Among fallen trees
And scattered leaves
They know they to must go
And join fallen trees and leaves
When a young lady named Lou
Said, “we are all wet through!”,
Lou and Miss Rose
Took off their clothes,
Then the vicar he married those two!
As I strolled through the great Crystal Palace
I met with a young lady named Alice.
When she gave me a wink
And said, “me and Miss Spink?”,
I said, “I’m known here in Crystal Palace …!.
A middle-aged lady offers him tea,
Then returns to her women’s magazine.
He shuffles on an old settee,
Drinks tea, and thinks “how ordinary
Is this scene”.
A darkened room.
Some cheap perfume.
20 minutes or so.
Then he must go.
In the other room,
She reads her magazine.
There was a young man named Keith
Who was known as a prodigious thief,
Until Miss Rose and Miss Hocking
Tied him up with their stockings,
Which delighted that young man named Keith!
—
There was a young man named Keith
Who was known as a prodigious thief,
Until Miss Rose and Miss Hocking
Tied him up with their stockings,
Which caused that thief Keith to cease!
I am pleased to announce that my poem “The Thunder Spoke has been included in the latest episode of Dodo Modern Vidpoets. To read my poem and those of the other poets please follow this link, https://dodovidpoets.blogspot.com/2022/11/virtual-dodo-10.html. “The Thunder Spoke” is the final poem in the series.
On Wednesday 16 November, at 6:30 pm, I will be giving a poetry reading to raise money for the Guide Dogs for the Blind Association, https://www.guidedogs.org.uk/.
My reading will take place at the Railway Bell, 16 Cawnpore Street, Norwood, London, SE19 1PF, https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100057124433235.
All are welcome.
If you would like to hear me reading my poetry prior to the 16th of November, you can find me on Tiktok here, https://www.tiktok.com/@kevinmorrispoet
If you have any queries about my reading on the 16th, please email me at kmorrispoet (at) gmail dot com, (the address is rendered thus in order to defeat spammers)!
There is deep mud
In the park again.
As I wade through flood
I sigh
And cudgel my poor brain
To explain
Why we poets romanticise
This thing called rain!