Tag Archives: kevin morris poetry

Calling Time

Sometimes I write at night
And come the morning light
I take up my pen again.
One eventide
I shall lay aside
My pen
And not take it up again,
And the night
Shall take what I write,
For the landlord must call time
On my rhyme.

Writing Blind

This list of writers, who where blind makes for interesting reading, https://blog.bookstellyouwhy.com/from-homer-to-borges-a-list-of-blind-writers. The list includes Homer (although there is debate as to whether the author of the Iliad did, in fact exist), John Milton, James Joyce and Borges.

In terms of living writers, I am aware of Giles L Turnbull, http://gilesturnbullpoet.com/ and Victoria Zigler, http://www.zigler.co.uk/victoria.htm, both of whom are blind. Coincidentally Giles and I attended Swansea University at the same time, and Giles has been kind enough to write a review of my book, “The Writer’s Pen and Other Poems“.
I have had the pleasure of meeting Victoria (Tori) and her husband Kelly. So I am personally acquainted with 2 blind writers.

I myself am also blind and have written about my visual impairment here, https://scvincent.com/2017/02/06/guest-author-kevin-morris-visual-impact/.

While being visually impaired may exert an impact on the way in which writers express themselves, this is not, in my experience a primary determinant as regards their literary output.

As always I would be interested in the comments of my readers.

Kevin

The Cat and the Hound

A cat will play with a mouse and thrust,
Much to we humans disgust,
Nature red in tooth and claw
Into our face.

The hounds will chase
The fox, and it leaves me bereft
For it is we who take pleasure in the creature’s death.

It is a truth profound
That the cat and the hound
Can not be bad,
But sometimes I think,
That we humans are mad.

A picture of the postcard which advertises my poetry.

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The above photograph shows my poem ‘Lost’. The text reads:

LOST

‘My thoughts lost on the damp air

Going who knows where.

The sodden grass

I pass

Where children play

but not today.

No ball

or bird call.

Only the rain’s incessant fall.’

– Kevin Morris

Excerpt from ‘Lost in the Labyrinth of my Mind’

http://www.kmorrispoet.com

 

‘Lost’ can be found in ‘Lost in the Labyrinth of my Mind’, available here for the UK and here for the US.