National Poetry Day 2019 – the 24-Hour Poem Competition is on again!

Yes indeedy, I have once again taken a/ the plunge and b/ leave of my senses  and am officially announcing that the 24-Hour Poem competition is on again. Ten words, twenty-four hours, one poem. How hard could it be? Once again there will be a Winner, a Runner-up, an Organiser’s Husband’s Choice, and the chance …

A poem to tide you over

A couple of people have gently commented that I haven’t posted anything for a while, so I thought I’d give you something to keep you going. I’ve got a few things coming up – announcements about events for Poetry Day (August 23rd this year), the Canterbury Poets’ Collective readings (just got the funding – yay!) …

In Guernica

In Guernica the dead children Were laid out in order upon the sidewalk, In their white starched dresses, In their pitiful white dresses. On their foreheads and breasts Are the little holes where death came in As thunder, while they were playing Their important summer games. Do not weep for them, madre. They are gone …