Under the Poetic Influence The poetry world this week said farewell to one of my first poetic influences, Matthew Sweeney. Born Matthew Gerard Sweeney 6… Continue Reading Under the Poetic Influence
Under the Poetic Influence The poetry world this week said farewell to one of my first poetic influences, Matthew Sweeney. Born Matthew Gerard Sweeney 6… Continue Reading Under the Poetic Influence
Poetry on the Coast This week I’m thinking ahead to October. There’s a new date added to my events page and I will be doing… Continue Reading Poetry on the Coast
I Spy With my Little Eye …Something beginning with a Poet I’ve mentioned before that searching for ‘blind contemporary poet’ on Google generates results such… Continue Reading I Spy With my Little Eye …Something beginning with a Poet
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Orcam Talking Glasses for Blind and VIP Personages I have mentioned the Orcam talking glasses a few times on this blog. Well the time has… Continue Reading Orcam Talking Glasses for Blind and VIP Personages
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The Poetry Worm It’s six weeks since I performed my poetry at Abergavenny Writing Festival. On a recent episode of the ITV quiz show, The… Continue Reading The Poetry Worm
Shoot the Poet! I had an interesting couple of days at Swansea University this week. I had been invited down to attend an interview /… Continue Reading Shoot the Poet!
Lost in Poetry The CONCIERGE and several eager HOTEL MANAGERS greet Bob. He just wants to sleep, but more STAFF continue to greet him, ask… Continue Reading Lost in Poetry
Put Poetry First … Procrastination is a curious animal. Not usually one with a cute face and fur and boundless energy … well not the… Continue Reading Put Poetry First …
Poetry 101 Here beginneth the first lesson: put pen to paper, finger to keyboard and let words spill out. Season with as much rhyme as… Continue Reading Poetry 101
Haphazard Poetry Life forms illogical patterns. It is haphazard and full of beauties which I try to catch as they fly by, for who knows… Continue Reading Haphazard Poetry