Life Is Full Of Coincidences!

On 26 June, I published a post in which I link to a podcast of a discussion between 2 blind poets, Giles L Turnbull and Dave Steele, https://newauthoronline.com/2018/06/26/writing-blind/. As you will see from this post on Giles’s blog he and I both attended University College of Swansea (at the same time) and we both worked as civil servants in London, http://gilesturnbullpoet.com/2018/07/01/i-spy-with-my-little-eye-something-beginning-with-a-poet/.

Life is certainly full of coincidences as is demonstrated by Giles and I bumping into one another online! You can find Giles’s debut pamphlet, “Dressing up” here, https://www.cinnamonpress.com/index.php/products-listing/product/247-dressing-up. Having read the collection I can wholeheartedly recommend this little book.

The Case For Essay-Writing Services

A couple of weeks back, I fell in to conversation with a gentleman who works for a leading essay writing service. He was both educated and likeable, nonetheless I disapprove strongly of his occupation. Although “reputable” essay writing services carry disclaimers along the lines of “this service offers sample essays”, they know, perfectly well that many of those who avail themselves of such services wil pass off the work of the essay writing company as that of their own. This is, however one attempts to dress it up, at bottom immoral and teaches students to rely on others rather than develop the skills necessary to produce their own work.

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Essay writing | From the blog of Nicholas C. Rossis, author of science fiction, the Pearseus epic fantasy series and children's book Photo: Pixabay

I have been hosting a number of guest posts by essay-writing service providers and some have called me out on it, albeit in your always polite way.

So, why do I do it?

Part of the reason is my own experience. As an awkward teenager, I remember struggling with a particularly tough assignment at school. My father came to the rescue. Although he was only supposed to offer some minor assistance, he ended up writing the whole thing (sorry, Mr. Anestidis). So, I don’t feel I’m in a position to cast any stones.

Strangely enough, when the next assignment came up, I was ready to tackle it—and I did. I have no idea how or why, but simply watching my dad at work seemed to vicariously teach me how to do it myself.

Then, there is the fact that the missus has tutored students in the past. As…

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A Woman’s Villanelle

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This is the town with the house with the woman with the fire inside
She arranges her mornings with needles and flowers, becoming quieter
Everyday wishing there is more to life than this great lone pine

They do not talk to her anymore, nor do they visit her with apple pies
The future is a gray seagull, they say, the sun has gone to another
Nameless town with a house with a woman with a fire inside

Over the hills a cruel wind blows, she sits and listens, still as life
The moon usurps the sun in her white gown, killing the last sputters
Everyday wishing there is more to life than this great lone pine

She watches the wind overturn the wheelbarrow and the rusty bike
She rides at night like a golden broom, a naked witch, hunting after
The small town with the house with the woman with…

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Lost Shoes

You left your shoes under my bed.
I discovered them there
Where they hid.
You said
To keep them for you.
So I could not be rid
Of your high heel shoe.

I remember you
Taking off your shoe
And the game we two
Did play
Many a day
Ago.

No,
You never did reclaim those shoes
We did lose
That day
And eventually, I threw them away.

If Jack And Jill Went Up A Hill Today

If Jack and Jill
Went up a hill
Today
What would people say?

Is the hill
A metaphor
For the stair
Where
Jack and Jill …
Or nothing more
Than a plain, old hill?

Did Jill
Push Jack
Down that Hill?
And did he,
Fighting back
Bring that she
(Known as Jill)
Tumbling,
Their hands fumbling,
Down that Hill?

Should the Old Bill
Investigate?
Perhaps a date
Went wrong? But no, tis a crime
To spoil a children’s nursery rhyme!

There Was A Young Diplomat Called Guy

There was a young diplomat called Guy
Who would never knowingly lie.
The ambassador Ruth
Fudged the truth
Which made that young man cry!

There was a young diplomat called Guy
Who would never knowingly lie.
The ambassador Ruth
Thought him uncouth
And rolled her one good eye!

The Chaste Maiden

“Oh maiden chaste
Why do you haste
To yonder well?
I have heard tell
That a girl there fell.

Come with me instead
And admire
This bed
Of sweetbriar.

Dear Bess
That dress is too tight.
Come feel the delight
Of night
Air
On skin bare”.

“Sir
Having water to get
I truly regret
That I
Have no time to lie
In sweetbriar,
Though, where the ground not wet
I would fulfill your desire …”.

Conservatism?

“Most Conservatives for most of the time have wished to keep things as they are and believe along with the Duke of Cambridge that the time for change is when it can no longer be resisted”.
(Lord Robert Blake, “The Conservative Party from Peel to Churchill” p271).

I was reminded of Blake’s highly readable work, when I came across this article by Ryan Bourne of the libertarian Cato Institute, https://capx.co/why-are-some-conservatives-so-obsessed-with-libertarians/.  Bourne’s piece also brought to mind my own poem, “Conservatism”, which is reproduced below:

Conservatism is a scepticism regarding what some call “progress”
Coupled with a desire to redress
Genuine grievances, lest the great wall
Crumble and fall
Crushing all.

Conservatism is men who
Wish the clock
Would stop
At half-past 2
But know that this man can not do.
While the reactionary believes that one can rewind the clock
And it’s hands lock
At some frozen place
In time and space.

Conservatism is scepticism about equality
For the Conservative does see
That each tree
Is different. but the forest has a heart
And we are all part
Of an organic whole
With each being possessed of his own unique soul.

Some say
That the Conservative way
Is an obsession with the bottom line
And that selfishness does Conservatism define.
Others maintain
That economics is an obsession of the Classical Liberal’s brain
And that the liberal interloper
Should slope away.

Conservatism is walks in country parks
As the larks
Twitter high above.
It is a love
Of old friends
Who are not means to ends.
It is a desire to enjoy
And not to destroy.

The ship must be kept on an even keel
Lest we into anarchy reel.
Yet some say
That today
Many Conservatives do not behave that way …