Category Archives: musings

Poet Kevin Morris’s Poems Included in Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology 2021-2022

I am delighted to announce that around 20 of my poems have been included in the Croydon Poetry Hour Anthology for 2021-2022. The anthology is available in paperback from lulu.com and can be purchased HERE

Among those of my poems included, is “Fallen Blossom”, which is reproduced below:

I found

Blossom on the ground

Which brought

To mind the thought,

We all,

As the blossom, fall.

Leigh Who Has Composed a Poem All About Me

A young lady whose name is Leigh

Has composed a poem all about me.

Her verse is so bad

That its driven critics mad,

And now they are all blaming me …!

Lou Who Wore 1 Sock and 1 Shoe

There was a young lady named Lou

Who wore 1 sock and one shoe.

On the other foot

She carefully put

A clock which matched with Lou’s shoe!

Swallowed by Dark

I am swallowed by dark

In the churchyard at night.

Then a brief beam of the floodlight

Shows the graves all stark and white.

 

My feet return to peopled street

And I drink of life’s wine

For I must smile

While I have time.

Middle-aged Men

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 …

Poet Kevin Morris Interviewed by Ariadne Sawyer of the World Poetry Reading Series

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

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

Wet Through

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!

Being Known

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 …!.