Category Archives: creative writing

Revolution and Evolution, the History of the Book

“In around 1440 AD, a goldsmith called Johannes Gutenberg began assembling the apparatus that would eventually become known as the first Western printing press. Thirty years later, this invention had transformed Europe, spiritually, economically and politically. In this episode of Worldview Adam Boulton is joined by Professor Alexander Lee and Professor Emma Smith to chart the history of the book, from its revolutionary beginnings to the present day.”

 

https://engelsbergideas.com/podcast/worldview/worldview-revolution-and-evolution-the-history-of-the-book/

 

This is a fascinating podcast. Apart from the interesting historical background, I was struck by Professor Smith’s comment that a dictator could easily remove e-books from electronic devices whilst it is virtually impossible for a totalitarian regime to track down and destroy all copies of physical books they dislike.

 

I do see advantages to e-books. Indeed, as a visually impaired person who is not able to read print I take advantage of the text to speech facility on the Kindle app in my iPhone to have books read aloud. In addition, all of my titles are available as e-books. However, I also love the physicality of books and most of my titles are also available in paperback format.

I Passed a Log

I passed a log

With my dog

On a December day.

Once it stood

In this ancient wood.

 

 

Now I

Pass by

As December grows colder,

And I ever  older.

As I Strolled Home One Dark December Night

As I strolled home one dark December night

I met a young lady dressed in white.

Her skirt being real short

I thought that I ought

To lend her my coat that cold night …!

 

On Observing a Traffic Jam

Observing a traffic jam

I am amazed

And give due praise

To this idol

From the bible

That we call progress.

 

 

For progress

Does redress

All our ills.

The traffic stills

And I

Walk by …

Whats in a Name

When a young lady named Miss Grace

Said, “I work hard on the coalface”.

And I said, “you’re a miner?”,

She said, “No! my name is Jemima!

And my cousin’s name it is Grace!”.

 

When I Met a Young Lady Online

When I met a young lady online

Who goes by the name of Divine,

And she called me her honey,

And she asked me for money,

I didn’t swallow that young lady’s line …!

The Corrupt City

When I met a young lady named Witty

Who said, “its so corrupt here in the city!”,

I said, “many women grace

My fine old country place.

Do leave this corrupt city with me Witty …!”.

There Once Was a Mad Conspiracist Named Lee

There once was a mad conspiracist named Lee

Who said, “the worlds controlled by a bee!”.

He died last spring

From a poisonous sting,

From a bee which is now after me …!

Until I Touch

Thoughts of pleasure

In cold weather.

A desire

For fire.

 

 

Girls hide in fur

From winter’s chill air.

Though the charm

Of a bare

Leg or arm

May still be seen

In the blind poet’s dream.

 

 

I will touch

For pure pleasure

In all kinds of weather.

Until I touch the dust.