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A Review of my collection of poetry, “Refractions”

I was pleased to receive the below review for my recently released collection of poetry, “Refractions”:

“This is the 3rd book of poetry I review for the author, K.Morris. This volume entitled Refractions, alluding to the different meanings an author sees in
his poetry and the meaning the reader ultimately sees, all subjective in meaning and effect. To pull this off, the poems must reach a certain level of
maturity. In this, we are not let down. I find the maturity of the poems a step ahead of the first two volumes. In the content are poems that entertain
especially when the author writes about his guide dog, Trigger. Other subjects include love and loss, life and death; themes not so different from any
other poet’s pen, but the difference here is at times I could see myself within the poems and understand the situations that brought me there all the while
knowing the Author’s sense of the situation was different than mine but all were accepted under the guise of art that moves one to think as a wheel moving
from the center.

Some of my personal favorites are Truth, Ethereal, Reaper, Owl, Dog, May, Hyacinths, An Owl Hunting, Spring Night, House of Glass and more…”.
(For the above review please visit, https://www.amazon.com/review/R2C5Y543GV780B/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B01L5UC2H2).
Many thanks to the reviewer for taking the time to read and review “Refractions”.

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Of Tap Dancers and Mail Clients

I was bitterly disappointed yesterday (Monday 29 August) not to meet the gentleman (or lady for I know not their gender) who entertained me with such gusto. I think they are a professional tap dancer as the loud noise reverberating throughout my flat demonstrated considerable skill in the art of tap dancing. As a poet/author, I’m always keen to make the acquaintence of fellow artists, hence I was bitterly disappointed that my neighbour failed to drop in. However I suspect that if he (or she) continues to show such verve when tap dancing or cabinet making it wont be long before they drop in literally (through the floor)!

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Turning to more mundane matters. As a blind computer user who is unable to see a screen, I rely on Jaws software which converts text into speech and braille enabling me to have the contents of documents, the internet relaid to me.
For many years Gmail (my mail client of choice) has, very helpfully offered a “basic HTML” option which allows visually impaired users of access software to utilise Gmail with the minimum of clutter. Unlike “standard view”, “basic HTML” lacks bells and whistles such as “Google Hangouts” meaning that it is, as I said above, less cluttered and easier to use.
“Basic HTML” remains less cluttered than it’s all singing, all dancing cousin. However it has now been denuded with the ability to click to go to “older” and “newer” messages having been removed. The emails are still there but I and other visually impaired users of Google services are now having one heck of a job to get beyond the first 50 (or 100 depending on one’s settings) messages.
I have tried contacting Google via their contact form but the darned thing wont submit! Until matters are resolved I am going to have to struggle with “standard view” which is, for me much slower and more cumbersome than “basic HTML”. Thank you Google for checking that any changes you made to Gmail are compatible with screen reading software …

Kevin

Another great review of my collection of poetry, “Refractions”

I was delighted to receive another great review of my recently released collection of poetry, “Refractions”:

“This is another wonderful collection of poems from this author. I obviously enjoyed some more than others, as is generally the case in collections of any
sort, but all were a delight to read. The inclusion of links to articles, or comments about people or situations, that inspired some of the poems was an
interesting touch too.

Though I enjoyed all of the poems, “Ethereal” and “Train” were my favourite poems, with “Poems and Flowers” and “Nightmare” not far behind on the list
of the poems I liked best from this collection.

*Note: I was given a free copy of this book by the author, in exchange for an honest review. However, this has in no way influenced my opinion of the book,
nor the contents of this review”.
(For the review please visit, https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1741884437?book_show_action=true&from_review_page=1).
Thank you to the reviewer, Victoria Zigler, for taking the time to read and review “Refractions”.

A review of my book, “Refractions”

Refractions

I was delighted to receive the below review for my recently released collection of poetry, “Refractions”: “To be able to capture the world with words that allow another to experience the inspiration that created the poem, is a true talent. K. Morris has such talent.

His poetry has an artistic quality that keeps you going back for more long after the first read. You would not know that he is blind, as his words show you what he sees, with his heart. His imagination, wisdom, sense of humor and appreciation for life pours out onto each page. This is Kevin’s bestwork to date!”.
For the above review please visit, HERE

To read a free sample or to purchase “Refractions” please visit https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01L5UC2H2 (for the US) or https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01L5UC2H2 (for the UK).

Many thanks to Annette for the above review.

My latest collection of poetry, “Refractions” is available to purchase in the Amazon Kindle store

Refractions

I am pleased to announce that my latest collection of poetry, “Refractions” is available to purchase in the Kindle store. To read a free sample of “Refractions”, or to buy the book, please visit Amazon HERE (for the UK) and HERE (for the US).

The book description for “Refractions reads as follows:
“The poet may redact
The light that through his poem does refract.
But the reader will therein construe
That she believes to be true”.

Light refracts causing confusion as to where it is going in the same
way that poems do. What the reader thinks the poet means and
what he actually does are often 2 rather different things but readers
will, none the less draw their own conclusions (eroneous or
otherwise).

(For my previous collection of poetry, “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” please visit http://moyhill.com/lost/).

“Autumnal” by Ernest Christopher Dowson

Yesterday evening, I sat in my living room leafing through “The New Oxford Book of English Verse”. Pausing at Keats, I read several of his poems, the last one among them being “Autumn”. “Autumn” is one of those poems which refreshes the jaded soul and causes the reader to gasp in wonder at the sheer beauty of the poet’s creation.
Having read Keats, I was minded to reproduce “Autumn” on this site. However “Autumn” is well known and rather than quote a much loved and well known poem, I have chosen instead to share Ernest Christopher Dowson’s poem, “Autumnal”:

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“PALE amber sunlight falls across
The reddening October trees,
That hardly sway before a breeze
As soft as summer: summer’s loss
Seems little, dear! on days like these!

Let misty autumn be our part!
The twilight of the year is sweet:
Where shadow and the darkness meet
Our love, a twilight of the heart
Eludes a little time’s deceit.

Are we not better and at home
In dreamful Autumn, we who deem
No harvest joy is worth a dream?
A little while and night shall come,
A little while, then, let us dream.

Beyond the pearled horizons lie
Winter and night: awaiting these
We garner this poor hour of ease,
Until love turn from us and die
Beneath the drear November trees”.

Nostalgia

In a recent article in The Daily Mail, entitled “Forget the Age of Plenty, We Were Happier in the 1700’s” (http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3756368/Forget-age-plenty-happier-1700s-Briton-s-content-life-era-slums-gin-mothers-workhouses-today.html), it is reported that research shows the 18th century was the period in which people were happiest, despite the grinding poverty in which much of the population lived.
The above article reminded me of a comment made by a reviewer of my collection of poetry “Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind” that “ There is a feeling of nostalgia in some poems, e.g. “Modernity”, (https://emmalee1.wordpress.com/2016/05/11/lost-in-the-labyrinth-of-my-mind-k-morris/). The poem is reproduced below in order that my readers may judge for themselves:

“Give me something real

Not this plastic I feel.

Give me books in cloth boards

That I may not be bored.

Give me a chime

To measure time.

Give me solid wood

To caress and love.

Give me objects that last

A link to the past.

The world moves fast

Vast

Nothingness beccons.

Enumerable seconds

engaged

In rage

Against the gleam

Of the machine

That haunts my dream”.

(For “Modernity” and the other poems in “Lost in The Labyrinth of My Mind” please visit http://moyhill.com/lost/.