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February 24, 2016
Can You Help Launch #DistressSignals?
So todayI have two questions for you: do you like free stuff and can you help me launch Distress Signals?(Imagine me now making this face.)
I’m looking for bloggers based in Ireland and the UK who might want me to:
Do a Q&A Write a guest post Something else they can think of it because those are basically my two ideasthat they can then post on their blog or website on any date during the month of May. (Distress Signals is out May 5.) Everyone who participates will ge...
February 23, 2016
“Mobility Matters: Stepping Out In Faith” – Book Review
A review of “Mobility Matters: Stepping Out In Faith ” (http://doublevisionblog.com/2016/02/24/book-review-mobility-matters-stepping-out-in-faith/).
As a visually impaired guide dog owner, I was interested to read this review of a book regarding one lady’s experience of mobility training, using a long white cane. Prior to getting my first guide dog, Drew I used a long white cane and have happy memories of it getting stuck in cracks between the pavement or bent into the shape of a banana follo...
‘Flaunt’ and ‘flout’
I am always surprised by the number of people who supposedly flaunt rules.
Flaunt
to display ostentatiouslyFlout
to deliberately disobey or to display contempt forThe misuse is so widespread that, according to the Oxford English Corpus, the second and third commonest objects of flaunt are law and rules. The commonest object is wealth. Although the wrong use has been prevalent since the 1940s, it was not seen before the 20th century.
February 22, 2016
“There Is No Frigate Like A Book” By Emily Dickinson
A poem by the 19th century American poet, Emily Dickinson.
—
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!
Calls For The UK’s Parliament To Outlaw Paying For Sex
A report drawn up for the All Parliamentary Group on Prostitution recommends that UK citizens who pay for sex abroad should be prosecuted for doing so. It also recommends the UK Parliament legislate to make paying for sex a criminal offence while leaving sex workers free to work. This is predicated on the belief that prostitutes are vulnerable and should not be criminalised, while those who pay for sex are exploiters and, as drivers of demand should be subject to criminal sanctions. Most sex...
February 21, 2016
Share A Poem On Ink and Quill
Jennifer, at Ink and Quil is generously offering the opportunity to share one of your poems, or a poem by a poet other than yourself. Kevin
Share a link here ofyour favourite poem/s,which youhave written or a poem written by afellowpoet. Or both! Apoem/s which may havemoved you,or are close to your heart.A poem,you thoughtabout, long afteryou finished readingit. I will repost all links. As you are probably aware. I love poetry. So I can’t wait to read and share your links. Ple...
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“Nymph, I wonder where you are going
Your hair
In the midnight air
Blowing.
Your face is a mask
Dare I ask
What be your task?
The gate’s hinges squeak
And the owl speaks,
“She may do as she will
For good or ill.
The light is on in yonder place.
Oh her face
Such passing grace”.
—
“Man why so pale of face?
Why pace
You so
To and fro?
Your eyes fixed on the clock
Straining to hear the gentle knock.
Your sweat
Carries the scent of regret.
The owl winks,
“Methinks
Some things are better left u...
February 20, 2016
“Lost In The Labyrinth Of My Mind” Is Now Available In Braille
I was delighted to receive the braille edition of my book, “Lost In The Labyrinth Of My Mind” in yesterday’s mail. As I wrote in my post of 19 January (http://newauthoronline.com/2016/01/19/touching-words/), “While I am a huge fan of ebooks there is, in my opinion no substitute for their physical counterparts”.
The braille edition of “Lost In The Labyrinth” joins the accessible version of my first collection of poetry, “Dalliance” and is comfortably ensconced next to it on my bookshelves.
The...
Who Cares
When I pass away
My books will stay.
Who can say
Whether readers will delve
Through dusty shelves
And discovering my book
Take a look
Into my soul.
The whole
Me
Now free.
No longer able to care
About those who stare
At what I wrote
In earnest or joke.
What is this desire
That my words light a fire
In hearts I will not know?
I am lust
Dust
And scribbles on a page.
‘ No great matter, when I am mouldering in the grave.
I am not brave
And grope
For hope
In the here and now.
For the plough
Will...
February 19, 2016
When The Wine Flows
When the wine flows
Sense goes
Walking.
People begin talking.
Trouble you will be courting.
And a reputation you will be sporting!
