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July 21, 2015
The Whispering Wind
The wind she whispered in the trees.
Her voice I heard, but did not heed.
Now my sorrow is sighing with the breeze.
July 20, 2015
Dublin’s Writers Museum – A Guest Post By Maja
Many thanks to Maja of The Thoughts And Life Of Me (http://thethoughtsandlifeofme.com/author/masgautsen/) for the below guest post. I have always wished to visit Ireland and Maja’s article rekindles in me the desire to do so.
Kevin
Dublins Writers Museum
I was over the moon when one of my favourite bloggers asked me if I wanted to do a guest post on his blog. Then I realised I had to both come up with something to write about and then I have to actually write it (what have I gotten myself int...
July 19, 2015
There Is Some Corner Of The British Library Which Is Forever Dalliance
On returning to London on 13 July, one of the first letters I opened was a document from the British Library’s Legal Deposit archive acknowledging receipt of my book, “Dalliance; A Collection Of Poetry and Prose”. As explained in my post of 15 May 2015 (http://newauthoronline.com/2015/05/15/legal-deposit-what-is-it-and-are-you-covered/), since 1662 legislation has required that a copy of every print book published in the UK be deposited in the British Library thereby ensuring the preservation...
homeless
Homeless hostel
Girl down to her last 5
A man observes, biding his time
Angel
An angel dressed in white
appeared to him at night.
filled the dark hours with delight
then came the morning light
she vanished in a trice
July 18, 2015
The Mystery Of Disappearing WordPress Followers
Over the past 12 months or so I have noticed something peculiar about WordPress. Today I received a notification that my blog, newauthoronline.com has a new follower. I am, of course always delighted to welcome new readers. However the latest recruit turned out to be someone who has been following this site for some considerable time. I know this as the blogger in question has liked and commented on my posts and I distinctly recollect receiving a previous notification of them following.
Today...
When The Party’s Over
When the partys over and deflated balloons litter the floor,
Will you in joyous tones cry out for more?
As the final guest, their face a mask slinks out the door,
Will you in a hearty voice exclaim, “this way of life I adore?”
When lingering odours of celebration sicken and appall,
Will you with equanimity the night’s events recall?
Would you rather
I agree with the author as regards the second question. I don’t give a fig concerning the author’s gender. The only reason for choosing a book is that it falls within my area of interest/curiosity. Indeed I don’t pay any attention to the gender of writers when selecting books to read. Kevin
Originally posted on My blog is my boyfriend:
My good friend Markincluded me in his “would you rather” book tag post and I’m very glad he did. It is always nice when someone thinks...
Cloying
Fleeting moments of joy,
With repetition begin to cloy.
Endless pleasure seeking will the self destroy.
July 17, 2015
Heels And Skirts
Heels and skirts,
Man’s sense does him desert,
Heels and skirts.
Heels and skirts,
Nothing can his lust avert,
At the sight of heels and skirts.
Heels and skirts,
Money thrown upon the dirt,
Stupidity will always hurt,
Heels and skirts.
