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Saturday, January 6, 2018

Year's End

From my Will I Ever Get To Minsk? collection (HappenStance Press):

Give me any day in summer, and not
the year's bleak midnight. The radio tells me
we are older, have less time to share.
How I need you, and how I fear the bells.

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Saturday, December 9, 2017

Milk

My thoughts on that loathsome liquid, milk, have just been published in the Food section of the online magazine LONDON GRIP.
https://londongrip.co.uk

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Friday, December 1, 2017

Creative Writing

'And what is rhythm?' asks Janine, as Harry
(big fan of Irvine Welsh) drops into a doze.
Prunella is planning a life of Larry
Olivier but has problems with her prose.
'Ye cannae beat Burns, if ye ask me,' states
wee Tam (unasked). 'I've no time for rhyme, drawls
languid Dolores. 'Deep feeling negates
the need for form,' she purrs, deep in her shawls.
I smile, agree, and introduce the nuts
and bolts of verse, of plot, of dialogue;
and Hadrian's haiku needs a few cuts,
and I don't know a good rhyme for hedgehog.
But, later, slipping homewards in the train
a harp sings soft, unfingered, in my brain.
 
I was inspired to write this in 1990 whilst Writer in Residence in Stirling Library.
I have, of course, never encountered anyone who remotely resembles any of the characters in the poem. 
 
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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Poetry in Practice

I've just noticed that the next session of Poetry in Practice (starting 18th January) is full.

 
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Friday, November 17, 2017

Guttered

Delighted to have had three poems accepted for GUTTER magazine; one of them is a double tetractys featuring Bert Weedon (and, of course, me).

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Saturday, November 11, 2017

Instance (25)

When the tomatoes
and hard-boiled eggs are eaten
I reach for the prize:
one vanilla-iced biscuit
with a glace cherry - halved.

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Friday, November 10, 2017

Instance (24)

The boiler, the wringer,
a huge pot of hankies.
Four flights of stairs,
then clothes poles and rope.
Time now to make the tea.

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Jim C. Wilson  Poet
‘A true poet —