A Collection of Poetry Friends Nasty Piece of Work I was born a collector (hoarder might be more apt) — it started when my dad… Continue Reading A Collection of Poetry Friends
A Collection of Poetry Friends Nasty Piece of Work I was born a collector (hoarder might be more apt) — it started when my dad… Continue Reading A Collection of Poetry Friends
Home is Where the Poet Is Yes, dear readers, I am home alone this weekend … I have studied the film for advice on what… Continue Reading Home is Where the Poet Is
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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Sprechen Sie Poetry Last week, in The Poetry Worm, I was gearing myself up to read modern poetry (my own) to an audience, I was… Continue Reading Sprechen Sie Poetry
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
Poetry Bubbles Syllable: (n) a delicious mix of syllabub and bubble. (Giles L. Turnbull, A Poetry Cookbook) On 15 April, in Poetry 101, I mentioned… Continue Reading Poetry Bubbles
A Quick Message to Subscribers This is just a quick explanation of why, if you subscribe to be notified of any updates on my blog,… Continue Reading A quick message to subscribers
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