Monthly Archives: November 2015

Can’t please everybody

I’m writing this straight on the template to save time. The e mail that bounced back from my sister had a sad emoticon and a direct statement “You’re right I don’t like it” referring to yesterday’s poem. So here’s one … Continue reading

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Writing Dream v Writing Reality

  Following a reunion yesterday with fellow mature students at Bangor University I’ve just been mulling over some dreams that I had then. It’s clear from our shared chatter and reminisces that it was one of the most vibrant and … Continue reading

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Another rainy poem

You imagine me writing in the falling rain  cushioned by leaden skies. I imagine you but fail to remember the prayers that once  fell soft and dewy like rainbows which hide  waiting for clouds to break and the  light to … Continue reading

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But it is raining and it is November, by Zoe Skoulding

One of my favourite poems, written by Zoe Skoulding, is set in Berlin, and every November the refrain dances anew in my head. The tone and setting conjure the feeling of inexorable rain, offset by dancing light of cars that … Continue reading

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Heol Las

Here, in North Wales, I christened my house, Heol Las I grew up in Swansea, overlooking the curve of the bay. At night, the street lamps along the Mumbles Road twinkled and glowed then faded as the steel furnaces flamed … Continue reading

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