15
Jun
2015
BARN BOOKS AND A MISCELLANY OF ODDITIES
I admit I’m attracted to oddities. They’ve provided me with some of the best material for poetry and stories. Yesterday was no exception. Barn Books, on Pear Tree Farm, deep in the heart of the Shropshire countryside near Whitchurch, offered us many delights on Sunday, despite rain and gloom. First we couldn’t find the place,... Read More
9
Jun
2015
ROUGH SLEEPERS AND CHINESE FARMERS
According to the Government, we all have a lot more disposable income now than previously. Oh yeah? What about the cuts you’ve told us are going to come? Don’t you know that you can’t get money out of people who have none? So that’s me off the hook. So if it’s true… Any day now... Read More
3
Jun
2015
Help! I’m a prisoner in Market Drayton…
Help! I’m a prisoner in Market Drayton. Trapped in an ageing body, without a proper bus service, with limited income and very little chance of escape. And I’m not alone. I bet there are thousands of us all over the country, with our bus passes that we can’t use (here anyway) after six o’clock (oh,... Read More
2
Jun
2015
ON POETRY ABOUT GETTING OLDER AND NOT MENTIONING PURPLE
Last year I had a significant birthday celebration in Dorsey’s Oyster Bar on Broadway, New York, with people I love. Reaching three score years and ten has been no mean feat, but I’m really glad to be here, now, with most of my teeth and a roof over my head. People are more precious to... Read More
1
Jun
2015
FASHIONS IN POETRY
Every child in the land knows a poem or two. It might be a simple child’s skipping rhyme, a nursery rhyme, counting game or song, but the chances are that it will rhyme, and if it rhymes it will be remembered. But…horses for courses, as they say, and there are some beautiful, poignant and memorable... Read More