Dear friends,
a quote from Dr Seuss :
Be who you are and say how you feel, because those who
matter won’t mind and those who mind don’t matter.
Thank you Yvette.
Life in Poetry reading, writing, reflecting
Thursday 24 October 2013
talking about the weather
Warm here in Toulouse today, the cloud cover is fairly high and the leaves are starting to take on beautiful colours: crisp yellow and ripe green.
Monday 14 October 2013
http://www.theguardian.com/books/2013/oct/10/alice-munro-nobel-literature-prize-margaret-atwood
Congratulations to Alice Munro.
Hoping that Margaret Atwood will get it some day.
Congratulations to Alice Munro.
Hoping that Margaret Atwood will get it some day.
Monday 9 September 2013
back from Stratford Living Shakespeare Course. A splendid As you Like it at RST and intriguing Candide at the Swan.
poem inspired by my own hand at amateur theatrics over the years.
Theatre Magic
To bask in the limelight
just for one night.
Like David Jones would say :
' a hero just for one day '.
To prance about the stage
for one performance only.
A year in the making.
Summer through Winter.
To design the set, bright
colours, soft wood and sweet-
smelling leather. To paint the poster,
coarse brush on rough canvas.
Learn your lines on cue.
Melodious voice shoots
out over the arena and bounces
back from the far brick wall.
Take up space on the shiny,
creaky floor-board. To fondle
a vase and set it down at the exact
same spot, a white taped cross.
To choose your dress, satin press.
Change the colour of your hair.
Ruby blond, golden brown, velvet-blue.
Pick out a new self, try them on,
for size, one by one. Not too loose, not too tight.
On the big night, to relax under the make- up
brush. And then launch onto the stage.
A Chinese junk, wind in the square sail,
taut, for a nonpareil journey.
Just enough to polish your self-esteem,
Wednesday 24 April 2013
reward is in the writing
Rejection
and Reward (June 2009)
It
was a spiffing bit of poetry.
Rhyming
lines and bouncing
rhythms.
It was about my wee
Alice
who when just a babe,
bubbling
bubbles would rock
herself
to sleep.
Startling
images and rich assonance
it
held. Meaning seeped up
from
colourful words, reverence
for
darling daughter peeped
out
from stanzas, beats and feet.
Oh
woe that my reader should
reject
this wonderful piece.
See
what you're missing; if only
you
could I shouted to the heavens
in
Greece. Reward lies in the writing,
that's
the feat !
Friday 12 April 2013
writing buddy near Toulouse
Dear Fellow writers,
looking for writing buddies near Toulouse, FRANCE.
Welcome Marilyn.
http://glowwormcreative.blogspot.fr/
looking for writing buddies near Toulouse, FRANCE.
Welcome Marilyn.
http://glowwormcreative.blogspot.fr/
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