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Poetry Update January 2013

READINGS

Saturday 26th January 10.00 a.m.

NEWARK,

Farndon Village Hall
Marsh Lane
Farndon

Open Poetry Competition 2012

Readings form all the prizewinners and I'll be reading my highly commeneded poem:

‘The first thing I learned about wild peacock watching’

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Friday 15th February 6 p.m.
Norwich Millennium Library

WRITING BRITAIN: WASTELANDS TO WONDERLANDS

A Poetry Unbound event

The night will form part of the Millennium’s Library participation in co...

Wedding Poem

Their meeting began
with each becoming a familiar face
in photos of well-loved friends,

googling and facebook revealing characteristic traits,
Kev camping on Scafell, Em scaling the heights:
tents; snorkels; flip flops; cats; dogs and family.

Her aura is thousands of silver dancing stars,
his the blue of a calm Mediterranean sea.
He wanted to catch the stars, and she to sail the sea.

Their first date was to feed waddling ducks,
on the costal path in Cley-next-the-sea.
Kev favoured a ...

Poetry Reading at Camden, Lumen Venue

Our hotel was only a few minutes away from the church, we made a dash for it in pelting rain,
got my umbrella tangled in another, the man in the tangle kept running, somehow I escaped.
Ann Pilling was waiting in the church foyer with her husband, she recognised me which was nice,
Ann had organised the reading through Ronnie at Indigo Dreams Publishing, she is a widely
published author. Angela (Lock) was already inside the reading room and it was an honour
to ...

It’s been six days since I wrote a poem but joy comes in many forms, at six a.m.
 each morning my grandson has woken me, climbed into bed and asked for my pen
and notebook to start his day, he likes my pen of many colours. I like his bold swirls
and circles, the way he draws smiles bigger than people’s heads, the way he sees
each line as something frames in his mind, this straight line is up or down and then it
curves round and zig-zags in changing colour and is superimposed with larger ci...

Unravel

Unravel those French seams,

see if there’s a selvage edge:

             zig-zag of tiny holes where the loom gripped the cloth,

             the close-pressed, ruckled warp

Ignore the little cuts of buttonholes, but caress

                                       the buttons,

                                       remove them,

                                       put them in a tin

Ease out each dart, each knife- edge pleat

Unsettle sleeves, unpick pockets,

            ...

The following reviews have appeared in Reach Poetry Magazine except where stated.

19) gentlemen lift the sea by rg gregory (June 2013)

18) WITHIN THE BALLAD BOUGHS by Bernard M Jackson (April 2013)

17) HOW TO PAINT FIREWORKS by Laura Jayne Friedlander (April 2013)

16) THE COLOUR OF FRENCH by Poul Webb (March 2013)

15) THE EXCITEMENT OF RAINDROPS by Norman Bissett (February 2013)

14) grass by Chrys Salt, (Nov 2012)

13) A TOUCH OF MIDAS by Bernard M Jackson (August 2012)

Bernard M Jackson is a popu...

Poems published:

Castle of Antimacheai (Kos), The Dawntreader, Issue 020, Autumn

A Crocodile’s Predicament, Thynks Publications, Fifty Funny Poems for Children, anthology (2012)

Dribble, Reach Poetry Issue 170, November

Ten Things You Need to Start a Museum, Reach Poetry Issue 168, September

By the Major Oak, 1st Prize, Thynks Open Competition 2012, web and anthology, July

Sleeping Boy, Poetry Unbound, Norwich Millennium Library, display and web-site, July

Lady of the Castle Gallery, Rea...

24 July 2012

Twenty four degrees centigrade, after weeks of rain, hurrah!! We parked at Morston Quay
early, with our intention of a short walk over the boardwalk for some bird/wild flower
spotting.The boardwalk was grey and glupping and we were quickly told by a boatman the tide
was rising and we were about to get cut off! We headed back to explore the information centre
and then found a seat to wait for our boat. We had close ups of bees on thistles
and distant red sails (which looked black), a...

How I wrote the poem, ‘The Raggedy Men of Cromer Pier’

When I enquired about the very popular Cromer Ghost Walk it was full. However I was invited to tag along – being
a poet embarking on writing about local ghosts appealed to everyone!  Over time, living in Cromer makes you aware
of legends and ghosts, winter nights on the seafront can conjure all sorts of mystical and imagined apparitions.
The walk around town revealed vital missing details by Paul Greaner (the tour leader) to what I th...

Publications, prizes, reviews, readings. (2012)

May

Poetry at Olive's

Olive’s Café,
40 Elm Hill, Norwich, NR3 1HG

Events:

Tuesday  22 May
from 8 pm

Readings by:

Julia Webb
Lynn Woollacott
*
Open Mic

Further information from hilary_stanton@btinternet.com

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April

Poem,  Haiku Under the Tree Canopy
The Dawntreader, Issue 018,

March

Norwich Writers’ Circle 41st Open Competition; Commended poem, ‘Friends’ (Anthology collection)

Poem; ‘Phasmidae’

Review:    Over Misty Plains by Ale...

April 2012  Extract from my journal.

April 21st
Hay Stacks (Cumbria, Lake District). 4.5 miles. Height to summit, 1,900ft.
Time – all day as I’m a bit slow!! (3-4 hours normally)

From the car park at Gatesgarth Farm, under grey cloud cover, a winding path
stretches into a meandering valley, on out left, Fleetwith Pike, on the ground
– wild dog violets and the sound of a splashing river. We cross a bridge to the
right side for Hay Stacks mountain and take step after boulder step up past
wate...

Nature Notes.

March 3, 2012.

Dew sparkles on the Leylandii hedge, a blackbird hops along its ridge, a length of dried grass in his beak.

March 14.

When I was in nine, (many years ago!) our headmaster brought in a road kill;  in assembly he asked
if anyone had ever seen a real badger, one child raised their hand. Later, each class in turn, had to walk past
the dead badger so we could see what one looked like. One side of the badger’s face was smashed in; his legs were
set in a running position...

Nature Notes, February 2012

26 January. East Runton to West Runton Beach (and back) – around 2 hours.

There’s a thin line of mist on the sea’s horizon as I pass the eerie moon-like landscape of chalk rocks on my left. On the strand line there’s washed up new-growth of bright green sea lettuce. Sea lettuce is packed with healthy vitamins and is grazed on by geese further up the coast in the marshes, and in the sea it’s a good food source for marine animals. I’m not tempted by it â€...

Nature Notes, January 2012

New Year's Eve.

Walking on the beach between East Runton and Cromer, I lean up against the pillbox which has been tilted by the tides, I've seen it covered in sand and fully exposed to the elements at different times of the year. In front of me is approximately 250 yards of golden sand, then 500 yards of flint rock and pools. Gulls move and stand in circles of ebbing, gentle slush. The fog freezes the ends of my fingertips.  A few dog walkers pass by without noticin...