K. Morris's Blog, page 209
April 11, 2021
What Does He Buy?
What does he buy?
A young lady’s smile,
For a little while.
And why does he buy?
To avert a lonely sigh,
For a little while.
Reading During Lockdown
An interesting post on The Reader, concerning a project in which people discuss books over the telephone. The project was launched as a result of the COVID-19 pandemic.
The following link tells the story of Carrina, a retired GP living in London, and her reading relationship with a gentleman living in the north of England. To read Carrina’s story please follow this link, https://www.thereader.org.uk/carrinas-story-its-different-personal-and-wonderful-all-at-the-same-time/
Never Let me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro – Book Review
In one of the most acclaimed novels of recent years, Kazuo Ishiguro imagines the lives of a group of students growing up in a darkly skewed version of contemporary England.
Narrated by Kathy, now 31, Never Let Me Go dramatizes her attempts to come to terms with her...
April 10, 2021
Claire and the Bear
There once was a girl named Claire
Who met with a large brown bear.
It is strange to meet
A bear on Oxford Street.
And to see young ladies eaten there!
A 4 Star Review of My Collection, “The Further Selected Poems of K Morris”
I was pleased to receive the following review of my recently published “The Further Selected Poems of K Morris”:
“… The first few poems relate to the death of the poet’s guide dog, Trigger. “Dog Bed” and “To a Departed Dog” are especially poignant. They are followed by a group featuring autumn, winter, or birds. Nature here is both comforting and indifferent. The best of this group is “This Winter Sunshine.” It is very short but very good. Two others that are brief but brilliant are “A Confess...
April 9, 2021
A Poem For Friday
I would like to welcome back Kevin Morris to my blog this week. I hope you enjoy his poem as much as I did. Here is a little bit about him:
Kevin Morris was born in the city of Liverpool on 6 January 1969.
Having obtained a BA in history and politics and an MA in political
theory from the University College of Swansea, Kevin moved to London
where he now lives and works.
Being visually impaired, Kevin uses screen reading software called Job
Access with Speech or J...
Louise Who Lived in a Hive of Bees
There once was a girl named Louise
Who lived in a hive of bees.
When they said, “do bees sting?”.
She said, “love is my king!
And I fend them off with cheese!”.
April 8, 2021
Liberty and Equality
Sometimes, my old friend
You seem to contend
That those who are weak
Should hold back the strong.
But let us speak
Of liberty, my friend.
And how, in the end
It dies when the strong
Are constrained in the name
Of that slippery god Equality.
I would not condemn
Imperfect men
To the elusion of equality.
You see
The death of variety
Is inevitable, when good men
Philosophise. And, turning their eyes
Away from reality.
Forget great liberty.
And obsess over equality.
Lost in Translation
One night stand
How very bland
When I say
It that way.
3 words hidden
Behind a euphemism
April 6, 2021
She, Studying At University
She, studying at university.
Sitting on his settee.
The wine eases.
She softly pleases.
A girl’s first time
Caught in a rhyme.
A generous fee
For her company …
