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Word rich, cash poor: some kind of way to live,don’t want that mental load weighing me down;to feel I have a world of wealth to give,yet possess little I might call my own. A whisper in the heart blooms on the lipsand greets the air in unforced exhalation, inspires the hand to flex the fingertipsin Hallelujah... Continue Reading →
With three weeks to go until the release of Kim M. Russell's poetry pamphlet, All Grown Up Now, I bring you an advance review from Freya Pickard, author of The Kaerling. "A landscape of scents""Kim M Russell has a distinctive voice in this auto-biographical collection of poems. What struck me most were the olfactory descriptions... Continue Reading →
Congratulations to editor Kristiana on the publication of Issue X of Free Verse Revolution, Oleander. It is an honour to have my poem, The Distaff Side, included in this issue. I am in the company of many talented authors, and the issue looks absolutely beautiful, as always. It is available as a digital download, or... Continue Reading →
With only two weeks to go until launch, praise for Selma Martin's debut poetry collection has been coming in thick and fast. Thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed and proofread the book in advance of publication. Thank you also to photographer Kathryn A. Leroy for the beautiful cover photograph. Selma has noted that, with... Continue Reading →
As I have said before, the presses at EIF barely stand still, and, hot on the heels of Re-create & Celebrate by Cindy Georgakas comes the debut poetry collection from Selma Martin, In The Shadow of Rainbows. About The Author Selma Martin is a retired English teacher with 20 years of teaching children ESL. She... Continue Reading →
Freedom is a dancer:see how merrily she skipsneeds no reply, nor answerissues from her cherry lips. She’s laughing, tossing golden hairand caution to the windkeeps spinning, merrily and fairwith winter far behind. She isn’t fond of drudgery, but takes it in her stride:the working day, which thoughts of playcut clear through like a tide of endless... Continue Reading →
In the end, you have to let goand trust your own instincts, and theirs.He was confident he could, and I was confident he'd manage, but could Ibear to watch my baby, only ten years old,up thereabove me,striding through the sky? On his face, and in his movements I sawdeterminationconcentrationconfidenceand self-control. But, between the trees, above... Continue Reading →
Sometime last year, I answered the call for a poem for The Polaris Trilogy, an anthology of poems which will be sent to the Moon as part of the Polaris Mission's Lunar Codex. The Trilogy unites the continents of Earth via the overarching themes of earth, air and sky. The European section (Part 1) called... Continue Reading →
The most romantic meal is fish and chipsin all the world, when shared with one you love:tart tang of salt and vinegar on the lipsthe tongue to tease, beyond reproach, above the cove carved out by coloured coasts,beneath the war memorial at high noon,leftover scraps to hungry seagulls tossed:to us, surfeit; to scavengers, a boon!... Continue Reading →
A thousand thank-yous to Cindy Georgakas for her wonderful review of Archery In The UK. Here are some of my favourite quotes: "With my love of nature, I was drawn in immediately to their journey on foot, train or plane, taking their readers with them as they traveled beautiful terrain, whether it be mountains, historic... Continue Reading →
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