Archive for August, 2008
Wallflowers (couplets waiting to dance) I held this tiny flame of love Amid the howling storm The silent night slipped like a glove And kept my fingers warm ……… The bits of blue sky I see are an illusion brought on by lack of sleep ……………….. And television makes us Like the Lady of Shallott [ READ MORE ]
So, I had this friend and we met in pubs and discussed philosophy, feminism and beer; and one day I invited her to dinner with myself and then partner. “Can I bring my boyfriend?” she asked “Sure”, I said. And then it happened. She dropped those two words into the soup of my life which [ READ MORE ]
If you insist, here’s the story of Mark and me. I was in Spain, he was in a deep depression, living on one turnip a week (like Baldrick) blackadder.powertie.org/transcripts/3/1/Then I came back from Spain. I was at a total cusp in my life, if cusp is the word I want. I could go back to [ READ MORE ]
You may not be the greatest bard in the land though some said you were and others said you should be (but spelt it differently)[ READ MORE ]
When I started this blog, only two people read it – me and Hanif Kureishi. Now, only I read it. (That’s a joke – although Hanif started me on this path, for which I thank him, I don’t believe he’s ever read it.) I am going to write a poem called “My Last Post” – [ READ MORE ]
America to Britain: “hast taught me language, and my profit on’t is, I know how to cuss” Britain to America: “you are welcome to use the language, but whatever our computers tell us, we will never forget that we had it first” (The title is of course a quotation from George Bernard Shaw) forum.wordreference.com/showthread.php?t[ READ MORE ]
goodnight world. If anyone gets this message in a bottle, come and see me on my desert island. I decided on my Desert Island Discs the other day. I was quite restrained – only 4 were Cohen. Dear Leonard you are the hero of all of us lost soldiers, all the sinners who don’t know [ READ MORE ]
I said to Leonard Cohen, how lonely does it get? Leonard Cohen hasn’t answered yet Is there anybody out there? Sometimes I think I’m alone in cyberspace epart from the spammers who live next door. I hear them coughing all night long. (In cyberspace no-one can hear you scream). Yesterday I wrote a poem about [ READ MORE ]
This is what Mark said to me this morning. I am trying to believe it. If you don’t know Tommy Cooper, well – he’s dead. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tommy_Cooper And so am I. Gray’s Elegy “There was a sort of lateness to her sort of greatness&#[ READ MORE ]
With this blog it sometimes feels as if I’m on a desert island sending out these messages in bottles without hope or expectation. I thought I saw a steamer once on the horizon but then it vanished… Anyway, here’s today’s poem – very topical Glitter All that Glitters is not gold - Man, you made [ READ MORE ]
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