Category Archives: books

Request For Readers To Write An Honest Review Of “Lost In The Labyrinth Of My Mind” In Return For A Free Copy Of My Book

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I have been busy over the last few days pulling together my latest collection of poems, “Lost In The Labyrinth Of My Mind”. Poems about nature, mortality and the joys and pangs of love are interspersed with humorous poetry.
I hope to publish in mid January (hopefully sooner) and I am looking for readers willing to write an honest review of “Lost In The Labyrinth Of My Mind” in return for a free copy of my book. If you are interested in receiving a free copy in return for an honest review please contact me at newauthoronline (at) gmail dot com (the address is given in this way to defeat spammers).

Many thanks,

Kevin

Victorian Classics Don’t Need TV To Sex Them Up – They’re Risqué Enough Already

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http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/jan/01/victorian-classics-risque-tv-sexing-up-george-eliot

Thoughts Of Norwood Past

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It is a quiet new year’s day
A weak sun shows his face
Then hides away.
I awoke to pigeons cooing
Thoughts of a bygone age
And country folk a-wooing.
The pigeons are silent now
No more do sheep or cow
Pass.
No country lass
Gazing in the glass
Will say
“’Tis new year’s day.
I must away
To milk.
No dress of silk
For such as I.
Only the vaulted sky
And my love
For one who is nigh”.

(http://www.british-history.ac.uk/survey-london/vol26/pp167-173).

New Year’s Eve

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Cold hands.
Man stands
Gazing into the abyss
Of bliss.
The rain drums.
2016 comes
Ever near.
The new year.
Think?
Lost in drink.
The link
Is broken
The door no longer open
To admit the old.
The young and bold
Hold
The future, or so they say
And the old year ebbs away.

To The Young Lady Who Assisted Me Across The Road

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Girl’s long scented hair
For a moment there.
Then she is gone
And I continue on.

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As a visually impaired guide dog owner, I frequently accept (and sometimes request) assistance from the public when crossing busy roads. The above was sparked by the young woman who assisted me in crossing the road earlier today.

On Going Through My Junk Mail Folder

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“Russian Women Online”,
I am fine
As I am
without your spam!
Go away
I will not pay.
Whatever you say
About beautiful women.
My money I will not be binning.
I will save my hard earned cash.
There you go, into the trash!
Today I will not be sinning.
Goodbye Russian women!

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The above was prompted by an email received in my spam folder today (29 December 2015). I can not for the life of me think why Gmail placed this missive in junk mail …!

The Grey Lady Of Allerton Tower

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Today I visited the ruins of Allerton Towers, in the company of my mum, her partner and the 2 dogs. On returning to my mum’s home and feeling curious regarding the ruined mansion, I Googled Allerton Towers and came across this ghost story pertaining to “The Grey Lady”, who is reputed to haunt the old house and grounds, (http://www.slemen.com/allertontower.html). I am sorry to say we saw only dogs and their owners during our walk, no “Grey Lady” did we spy. The above story does, none the less make for interesting reading.

Kevin

Ere We Die

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On seeing the stormy sky
The poet thinks “man must die”.
He sees the young girl bloom
And says “she is destined for the tomb”.
Oh let us gather wild flowers
And not waste our powers
Trapped in ivory towers.
Beware the scholar’s domed head
For we are soon dead.
May our spirit fly
Ere we die
And are lost in endless sky.

Publication Of A New Edition Of Mein Kampf Sparks Controversy

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An interesting article in The Guardian regarding the publication of a new critical edition of Hitler’s Mein Kampf (My Struggle). The copyright pertaining to Mein Kampf (held by the Bavarian government) runs out at the end of the year (hitherto it was prohibited to produce new editions of Hitler’s book), however anyone conducting a rudimentary internet search could find Mein Kampf in it’s entirety with unofficial editions being strewn across the web.
The decition to produce a new critical edition has split the Jewish community. Some argue that the publication of a scholarly edition is the best way of countering anti-Semitism, while others contend that the work remains dangerous and should not be republished in any form.
For the article please visit http://www.theguardian.com/world/2015/dec/26/hitler-main-kampf-wary-welcome-british-jews

Leaves Blown At Night

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Leaves blown at night.
Delight
Sorrow.
This moment we borrow
And think of a tomorrow
That may never come.
We run
Perchance have fun
Then, ‘Tis done.

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Walking my dog at around 4:30 on a blustery December evening, I was conscious of the fallen leaves blowing around me. This gave rise to the above poem.

Kevin