Wolfie Wolfgang reading last night Last night in Lewes, UK, there was a…
Poetry
My Haiku poem becomes a film – a little one – and I’m delighted.
I was very happy to see a fine new animated film, Haiku, by my friend,…
The Beatle, the Cardinal, the Poet and the Prime Minister – my meetings with famous people memorialised in my newly published Fibonacci poems.
A page from the latest issue of The Fib Review This isn’t the first…
Thanks to Second Life, my forgotten poem, Sortie, ends up at the movies just in time for Halloween.
Eight years ago, I took my first timorous steps into the virtual computer…
Getting into performance mode for Needlewriters Lewes.
Yesterday reminded me of my singing days when I learned how to prepare for a…
Reading Rossetti’s poem, The Blessed Damozel, a Pre-Raphaelite moment here in Lewes.
I have been obsessing on the artist and poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 –…
The Poetry of Camden Town actually makes a difference in the “real” World.
Just before I went off on my holidays, I was at the regular monthly poetry…
Edward Thomas’ Adlestrop one hundred years on: rural England before the First World War.
One hundred years ago today, 24th June, 1914, a train stopped for a few minutes…
Maya Angelou and me: The caged bird still sings.
Maya Angelou (April 4, 1928 – May 28, 2014) In my television days, I worked…
Why I’m all red-faced over Noel Duffy’s new book.
I blame Noel Duffy for my red face. My friend, the Irish poet whose…
