Me reading my poem ‘The Fall’.
Kevin Morris reading his poem ‘The Fall’.
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Knowledge And Love Contend
Knowledge and desire contend.
Nature pretty girls sends,
Man’s heart into love’s heaven ascends.
Learning is at an end.
Sometimes
Sometimes the wind catches me unawares. A gust of pure delight blowing away useless thought. Just the wind and I, old friends together.
On occasions birdsong stills my brain. Simply the birds and I soaring high.
Sometimes …
Merry-Go-Round
Perfume once sweet palls.
Nameless faces merge into one.
Mirthless laughter and forced smiles.
Sugar coated words designed to flatter and ensnare echo hollowly down the years.
Escape into nature.
The wind on my face.
Birds sing.
Soon the merry-go-round will begin again.
Crash
door slamming
Heels on deserted pavements echo
The lure of cash
The girl’s heart beats fast
An act
Her life a car crash
The Fall
How prosaic was her fall,
She lost her sock, no great matter at all.
She found it strewn upon the floor,
Oh the banality of it all.
The Author/Editor Dynamic
Several days ago, while travelling by train I fell into conversation with a lady. Our interaction began by her admiring my guide dog, Trigger and proceeded on to a discussion of our respective occupations. It transpired that my companion was an editor for a small publisher. She mentioned how some authors could be “difficult” at which point I felt it only fair to reveal that in addition to my day job (the one which keeps me in Bentleys and fine cigars) I am, in addition a writer. Being blind I was unable to discern the lady’s expression and, to be frank it is one of those occasions on which the lack of vision irked me. In any event we continued our chat and we parted without even a drop of blood having been shed by either party!
My own experience of editors has been positive. The gentleman who edited the anthology to raise money for The Guide Dogs for the Blind Association (GDBA) generously donated his services free. I was impressed with his work and subsequently paid him to proof read my book, “Dalliance; A Collection of Poetry and Prose”. Again I was very happy with the results and would recommend his services to other writers.
I would be interested in the views of both authors and editors on this matter.
Kevin
Kevin
A 5 Star Review Of My Book “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry And Prose”
On checking my Amazon author page today, I was delighted to see that my book, “Dalliance; A Collection of Poetry and Prose has received the following 5 star review:
“The book contains an interesting collection of poems, short stories and one essay and I found Dalliance a very pleasant surprise. It’s a sometimes entertaining,
sometimes thoughtful, at other moments heartfelt, but never boring read.
The short pieces touch familiar subjects like love or the seasons and others are also quite unusual. There’s a poem dedicated to a withheld number phone
call, which woke the author in the small hours, or one, where he wonders, why we hang photos of dophins on the wall, the animal forever caught there in
one endless wave and swim.
The short stories (there are some swear words, so beware, if that isn’t your cup of tea) are again an interesting mix of a man having an affair or a girl
being scared on the way home after a fight with her boyfriend, when someone follows her down a dark alleyway.
My favourite poems are Dark Angel, which has an unexpected twist at the end and the one where the porcelian cup breaks, where a small occurrence leads
carefully to a philosophical reflection of life’s circle interspersed with the right amount of humour.
There’s something else, which makes this collection unique and special, the author, K. Morris, is blind, and therefore he can pick up on small things,
for which I am too blinded by my eyes to see”.
Many thanks to the reviewer for the above review which can be found here, (http://www.amazon.co.uk/review/R3OOOF1ICYPFC0/ref=cm_cr_rdp_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B00QQVJC7E).
Kevin
In Time Of Pestilence By Thomas Nashe
Nothing in particular prompted me to reproduce Thomas Nashe’s poem “In Time Of Pestilence” other than it being one of my favourites, together with memories of sitting contentedly, In the school library leafing through anthologies.
In Time Of Pestilence By Thomas Nashe
Adieu, farewell, earth’s bliss;
This world uncertain is;
Fond are life’s lustful joys;
Death proves them all but toys;
None from his darts can fly;
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Rich men, trust not in wealth,
Gold cannot buy you health;
Physic himself must fade.
All things to end are made,
The plague full swift goes by;
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Beauty is but a flower
Which wrinkles will devour;
Brightness falls from the air;
Queens have died young and fair;
Dust hath closed Helen’s eye.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Strength stoops unto the grave,
Worms feed on Hector brave;
Swords may not fight with fate,
Earth still holds open her gate.
“Come, come!” the bells do cry.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Wit with his wantonness
Tasteth death’s bitterness;
Hell’s executioner
Hath no ears for to hear
What vain art can reply.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Haste, therefore, each degree,
To welcome destiny;
Heaven is our heritage,
Earth but a player’s stage;
Mount we unto the sky.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
Legal Deposit In Canadian Law
On 15 May I published a post entitled, “Legal Deposit, What Is It And Are You Covered, (http://newauthoronline.com/2015/05/15/legal-deposit-what-is-it-and-are-you-covered/). In that post I explained that all books published in the UK must be submitted for archiving to the British Library.
I have been contacted by a Canadian blogger, Lorraine, who has provided a link to a helpful post on her blog regarding the position in Canada, (http://lorrainereguly.com/legal-deposit/). Thank you Lorraine for drawing my attention to your article. In essence the situation in Canada appears to be analogous to that in the UK with authors being obliged to furnish copies of their works to Canada’s equivalent of the British Library.
Kevin
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