There Was A Young Lady Called Claire

There was a young lady called Claire
With whom I had an affair.
Her best friend Lou
Joined we two
Along with a girl named Flair!

There was a young lady called Claire
With whom I had an affair.
When her husband Drew
Caught us two
He kicked me down their stair!

The Intellectuals and the Masses: Modernism against the Crowd

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In this week’s Dispatches from The Secret Library, Dr Oliver Tearle revisits a classic study of modernist culture and snobbishness

John Carey’s The Intellectuals and the Masses: Pride and Prejudice Among the Literary Intelligentsia, 1880-1939 was published in 1992, over a quarter of a century ago now. The book explores how writers of the early twentieth century – intellectuals as such H. G. Wells, Virginia Woolf, Wyndham Lewis, E. M. Forster, and others – conceived of, and wrote about, the majority of their fellow human beings (the ‘great unwashed’ to use Bulwer-Lytton’s phrase), in disparaging and often jaw-droppingly unsympathetic terms. Carey’s book also shows how this idea of ‘the masses’ was useful to the intellectuals, such as the modernists, in providing them with a mainstream populism which they could then set themselves up in opposition to.

John Carey is one of the greatest living critics. His The Violent…

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Thursday Morning Humour

There was a young lady called Lou
Who said she loved me true.
We had a hot date
With a girl called Kate
Who said she loved me too!

There was a young lady called Leigh
Who said “I am in love with thee!”.
I said “my wife Grace
Has an innocent face
And she’d love to meet you Leigh …!”.

There was a young lady called Leigh
Who invited me round for tea.
A bishep named Paul
Said “all men fall”
When he joined us 2 for tea!

Book Review: The Writer’s Pen by K. Morris

My thanks to Audrey Driscoll for reviewing an advanced copy of my forthcoming collection of poems, “The Writer’s Pen and other poems”. Kevin

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Kevin Morris’s latest collection of poems is now available on pre-order at Amazon UK.

Here is my review of an advance copy…

This latest collection by Kevin Morris consists of 44 pithy reflections on life, death, and passing time. Some of the subjects and themes are the same as in Morris’s earlier collection, My Old Clock I Wind – nature, the seasons, clocks, sex, and mortality. A group of longer poems explores what might be called current affairs.

The tone of these works is darker and more serious than the earlier collection. I recognized no humorous poems, although a wry humor is present in some of them, such as “Libidinous,” in which the poet wonders about the activities of nymphs in a budding wood. “Summer” contains the delightful lines “Now ’tis the fashion / For short frocks / And tiny socks.”

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“The Better Man” by Felix Dennis

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A powerful reading by the late Felix Dennis of his poem “The Better Man”, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugW6-4rEEok.

Dennis was what used to be (and perhaps still is refered to) as a self made man. Being born into a humble background he made his money becoming a highly successful businessman. Besides business and poetry, Dennis was also a planter of trees and a very intriguing character. I encourage you to read more of his poems, many of which can be found online (https://www.poetryarchive.org/poet/felix-dennis, http://www.felixdennis.com/Poet/351/67DAYSOFDENNIS).

Kevin

Disconnect- Michael Erickson

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flashing lights, slamming doors, honking, yelling, saws running, drills cracking concrete, exhaust thrumming from tailpipes, people jostling against one another, spaces filled with things, towering buildings, phones ringing, beeping notifications, vibrating messages, words tumbling from mouths speakers microphones, obligations that pull, responsibilities that push, attention divided, regrets made, promises kept, secrets confided, stress shared, overwhelming tasks, reminders that bind

They end here.

Wash these cobwebs from my body with water touched by light.

Plant my feet in rich dark earth.

Let me grow where the power lines end and the unending world begins.


Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.

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A podcast of my interview on The World Poetry Reading Series is now available

I am pleased to announce that my interview on Vancouver Co-op Radio’s The World Poetry Reading Series is now available, as a podcast and can be found by following this link, http://worldpoetry.ca/?p=13500.

During my interview I read from my pamphlet, “The Writer’s Pen and Other Poems”, which is available, in the Amazon Kindle store for preorder, https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GD1LBMV/.

I would like to thank Ariadne Sawyer of The World Poetry Reading Series for her kindness in featuring me and my poetry.

Kevin