The river rose
But stopped halfway.
His banks will flood
Another day.
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Smorgasbord Book Promotion – Air your Reviews – Shehanne Moore and Kevin Morris
Many thanks to Sally Cronin for including a review of my collection of poetry, “My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems”.
A couple of limericks
There was a young lady called Molly
Who purchased an expensive brolly.
Much to her dismay
The brolly blew away,
So she bought a shopping trolley!
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There was a young lady called Holly
Who was extremely posh and jolly.
She married a man of lowly station,
Which caused her family much consternation,
But the vicar was fat and jolly!
How Not to Organise a Book Launch
This post acts as a timely reminder as regards the launch of my collection of poetry, “My Old Clock I Wind”, which will take place, at 6:30 pm on Wednesday 5 July, at the Railway Bell, Norwood, London, SE19.
Close and Lock the Venue
Nothing says “Go Away!” more than a venue that’s not only closed (lights off, no signs of movement inside) but locked shut, unless you also:
Fail to Display Posters
Not only is the venue closed and locked shut but there’s no poster or sign on the door that the event is going ahead. In fact, the whole set-up screams “Cancelled!”
Even if warm and dry, it’s not a good idea to leave your audience hanging around outside, especially if there’s nowhere to sit because some people can’t stand for long.
Don’t tell the Audience which Entrance will be Open
For security or logistics, it might be that only one entrance will be used for the event. However, if the audience is used to all entrances being open or regularly use one of the entrances which will be shut on the night, a poster/sign would help.
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Stay in a Cornish writers’ retreat – full bursary available for low waged writers
Brisons Veor wants applications from writers for two fully-bursaried places for a week’s residency in 2018 at their centre in west Cornwall. The bursaries (worth £275 each) are open to writers who are low-waged and working towards a collection of poetry or short stories, a novel or a play.
You have to send a sample of your writing with your application: either one chapter of a novel, three poems, a short play or one act of a play, OR a short story. Applicants’ project proposals should be detailed and specific (up to 100 words) and they are asked to explain their financial situation and their need for a bursary (no more than 50 words).
The deadline is26 August 2017.
The Brisons Veor application form can be downloaded at http://brisonsveor.org.uk/apply/ and emailed toadmin@brisonsveor.org.uk with the words ‘writers’ bursary’ in the subject line.
All applications will be read by…
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Were we always to say what we mean
Were we always to say what we mean,
Then the well oiled machine
Would falter
And things would alter,
For a single lapse
May lead to a collapse
Revealing the hard
Behind the façade.
Many a writer does hide
Inside
His art.
His secrets oft go to the grave,
Though the brave
Cry over art.
It is too hot
It is too hot.
Girls and boys
Sweat,
But have not
The energy for fleeting joys,
Let alone regret
Great Get Together Goes Global #MoreInCommon
Lately, I’ve been feeling quite overwhelmed by the latest terror attacks in the UK, which as we all know too well, are simply the latest chapters in a much longer story. Despite believing in the power of the pen to overcome the sword and in the power of the individual to change the world, or at least influence the world around them, I am starting to doubt. These attacks are so random and unpredictable and the victims ordinary people…it’s all becoming quite impossible to fathom.
For those of you who have been following my blog for some time, you’ll know that I’ve been part of a global blogging group 1000 Voices for Compassion, which started up after the attacks on Paris. However, I’d already been speaking out against terrorism following the shooting down of Malaysian Airlines Flight MH17 in the Ukraine and the Lindt Cafe Siege in Sydney. Journalists covering…
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Grenfell
I have just been reading of the Royals visit to Grenfell tower,
and the welcome they did receive.
I see the power
Of a non-political head of state, to represent the unity
Of the community
And grieve
That you do not perceive
The Monarchy as I do
But construe
Them as hangers-on
Who’s time is long gone.
Every week
I hear you speak
The same old guff.
I have had enough
But politeness makes me hold my tongue
For a word carelessly flung
Can cause lasting distress and bile
To often provokes a vile
Reply
Causing acquaintance to die
In a gutter of abuse.
I think you obtuse
But being wise
And somewhat to my own surprise
Hold my peace.
Sow’s Ear
Often I hear
That one can take
A sow’s ear
And a silk purse make.
This appears to be the common view
So, perforce it must be true …!
