A kiss
Paid for
From a whore
May
Some say
Bring bliss.
Whilst the kiss
After dinner and fine wine
From a pretty maid
Is bliss
And you have not paid
For company,
Which is free.
A kiss
Paid for
From a whore
May
Some say
Bring bliss.
Whilst the kiss
After dinner and fine wine
From a pretty maid
Is bliss
And you have not paid
For company,
Which is free.
An interesting post on the subject of book banning, https://ckbookspublishing.com/2019/09/27/book-banning-is-it-right/.
As someone who read history and politics at University College Swansea, I am aware of (and concerned by) works which deny (or greatly downplay) the horrors of the holocaust. Long before the rise of the internet, pamphlets such as “Did 6 Million Really Die?”, and “The Hoax of the 20th Century”, peddled the wholly erroneous and poisonous view that the Nazis had no plan to wipe out European jewry. However, since the birth of the World Wide Web books such as this (previously available in back street bookstores or via mail order only) can now be obtained with the click of a mouse. Indeed much of this material is freely available online.
In my view the best way to deal with such unhistorical rubbish is to shine the lense of truth on it, rather than ban such works. Whenever “literature” of this nature has been exposed to proper examination it has been revealed for the trash that it is, (see, for example the various court cases in which holocaust deniers have been proved to be peddlers of untruth).
Also, by banning an idea, one risks making it “sexy”, and one may (albeit unintentionally) help to foster the view that “the establishment” (whoever they may be) have something to hide. So no, book banning is not the answer.
Kevin
I perceive
The dead
Leaves.
It is said
That civilisations die.
I
Have my
Poetry
And am free
To express
That democracy’s dress
May,
so easily, fray.
As I ascended the darkend stair
I met a young lady called Claire
Who said, “I am with certainty knowing
Where we 2 are now going”.
She’s a naughty young lady is Claire!
As an author, I derive great pleasure from providing family, friends and other readers with signed copies of my paperback books. Indeed, over the last week or so, I have mailed 3 copies of my recently released “Selected Poems”, https://www.amazon.co.uk/Selected-Poems-K-Morris/dp/1688049800, and furnished 3 signed copies to friends face-to-face.
In addition to my squashed spider of a signature, each book contains a personalised message. Its wonderful to receive the heartfelt messages of thanks and to know that a reader will have a physical copy of my “Selected Poems” on their bookshelves to enjoy for years to come.
Whilst I can not envisage the demise of physical books (either paperback or hardback) as many people, including me love to hold a real book in their hands, the growth in ebooks has driven the development of solutions enabling authors to sign electronic copies of their books. See, for example this article, https://selfpublishingadvice.org/book-marketing-tip-how-to-offer-signed-books-at-low-cost/.
I haven’t used Authorgraph (one of the solutions mentioned in the above article). However the ability to sign ebooks opens up new possibilities for both readers and authors. No longer does a UK author need to send a signed (physical) copy of his/her book halfway around the world by post, as he/she can sign an electronic book remotely. Of course many readers will, I feel sure still wish to own a signed (physical) copy of a book. However, for those who prefer ebooks, or others who can not aford the expense of postage and packaging, the ability to have an ebook signed by their favourite author can only be a good thing.
Kevin
When a beautiful spy who looked forlorn
Said, “I must surely die at dawn”,
And I replied, “you are very hot”,
She said, “I thank you a lot,
But I still must die at dawn!”.
I was honoured to appear on Gabriela’s wonderful blog, (a writer I greatly admire).
For my guest post, please follow this link, https://shortprose.blog/2019/09/26/meet-a-wonderful-poet-kevin-morris-guest-post-poetry/
Back in 2015, I wrote “Epitaph On A Poet”. Looking back at my composition, I detect sadness with, perhaps a touch of humour:
A book of poems upon his grave
Could not the poet save.
The few his words touched
Failed to keep him from the dust.
When a young lady named Lyme
Asked, “would you like a good time?”,
I said, “would you take a look
In my newly published poetry book,,
As I’m sure you’re into great rhyme!
Whilst lazing in my bath
I heard a knowing laugh,
And said, “is that you Miss Hogg?
But ’twas only a dog,
That laughed at me in my bath!