David Bowie and Marc Bolan in rehearsal at Granada Television in 1977. In…
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Photography – at first it was just taking pictures, then I went digital and now I discover Instagram.
I have lived long enough now to have seen a transformation in the art of…
Silent House – first a poem, now a movie.
My thanks are due to the multi-talented Joseph Nussbaum for his film, so carefully made,…
No pretence – hand on heart: I’m thrilled to have my Fibonacci poem nominated for The Pushcart Prize.
I’m thrilled this week to be told that I’ve been nominated for the prestigious Pushcart…
My one-eyed neighbour makes it into one of my newly published Fibonacci poems.
I’m often under scrutiny in my small Lewes urban garden but I’m getting used to…
A new poetry anthology includes one of my poems among the first fruits of Autumn.
I got my copy of a new anthology today, The Four Seasons published by Kind of a…
One man and his pencil – a special relationship.
I own a number of pens, ball point, felt-tip and fountain, and they all have…
Virtual Writers ask me to remember why I wrote Stephen Dearsley’s Summer Of Love.
The lively online writers’ community, Virtual Writers, has asked me to do a questions and…
My poem On Gloucester Road and two persuasive Americans.
Wolfgang Glinka in On Gloucester Road My prose poem, On Gloucester Road, has had an…
My time in Lisbon, Portugal was pure poetry.
I spent a week in the Portuguese capital, Lisbon, recently. It was my first…