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November 30, 2009 - Monday
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The Book Of Hopes And Dreams is a charity poetry anthology, featuring many award-winning and internationally respected writers, including Simon Armitage, Margaret Atwood, Carol Anne Duffy, Alasdair Gray, Edwin Morgan, Lawrence and many others. Money raised from sales of this book will go to Spirit Aid for their aid programme in Afghanistan. The Book Of Hopes And Dreams has been re-launched as an e-book and is available for a minimum donation of UK £1 or US $2 (though larger donations will be gratefully received). Please make your payment via paypal to dee@thunderburst.co.uk and send an email to that address to let them know you've paid. As soon as funds are received you will be emailed your e-book. All funds raised (minus paypal admin charges will) go direct to Spirit Aid. NB: Spirit Aid is staffed entirely by volunteers, who donate their time willingly because they wholeheartedly believe in the ethos of Spirit Aid, which is to give practical assistance to war or disaster torn regions of the world and to promote peace in a secular, non-religious way. To find out more about what Spirit Aid are doing in Afghanistan, click on this link: http://www.spiritaid.org.uk/afghanistan.h..tml
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November 20, 2009 - Friday
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How did our long bilingual discussions about literature, culture and philosophy become your unending monologue about boredom at work, 'nightmare' flatmates and the awful weather? You had picked me out with several other women to shower with gifts and good conversation to groom as minions and then to manipulate distance between us and you; sneering at those of us you drove to tears. One rainy day you sent me away at the end of your latest monologue then removed from me my assigned best friend duties. Now you've unfriended me. I only wish I'd got there first. Unfriend is the Word of the Year for the New Oxford American Dictionary. You can read more at Writing Companion here.
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September 26, 2009 - Saturday
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smashing glass in the recycling bin - blackbird alarm call previously published in Haiku Scotland 21low autumn light - dying leaves dance in the breeze **** fallen trees covered in ivy - dappled shade cross posted to Autumn Haiku blog
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September 4, 2009 - Friday
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Gorgie City Farm in Edinburgh will be celebrating National Poetry Day (Thursday 8 October) with a poetry competition for writers of all ages! The closing date is Friday 2 October. If you're in Edinburgh, this is a great excuse to visit the farm and write a poem! The poem needs to be in honour of the poet's favourite animal at Gorgie City Farm. You can send your poems by post to: Gorgie City Farm, 51 Gorgie Road, Edinburgh, EH11 2LA or email them to: sponsor@gorgiecityfarm.org.uk. Entry to the competition is free! There will be prizes including: free sponsorship of the poet's favourite animal for a year; book tokens and a farm goodie bag! I'm delighted to have been asked to judge this competition! You can find a poster for the competition here.
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August 14, 2009 - Friday
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Bog grasses and lochans Distant mountains where the woman sleeps caressed by the moon low in the sky.
A circle of rocks dragged here in response to a mystic power we still feel today.
Distorted gravity. A kink in the moon’s journey.
previously published in Moonstone
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August 2, 2009 - Sunday
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For Wolfgang
I remember the letter you wrote to me, After so many years of silence, Four times A4 in fancy font With drawings and photographs. Your humour shone from every page, Your love for your friends and their children. I read each word and dwelt on it, Remembering four summers ago.
I remembered the trip you took me on Through the Antrim countryside – Frm Ballycastle to Dunluce Castle And the Carrick-rede rope bridge. The motorbike sped along country lanes As we roared our way down the beautiful coast. We used any excuse to stop the bike There were so many things to explore.
I remember now, hearing the news That you had killed yourself, Silence set in, a sense of shock And a terrible feeling of loss. You were always so alive, More alive than anyone. I find myself ask myself What stops the rest of us?
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July 24, 2009 - Friday
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flash of lightning -moment of silence- thunder crash
clouds fray into rain water shines slate roofs
gulls flash almost golden in the low light
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July 19, 2009 - Sunday
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Current mood:  excited
I was recently involved in a musical collaboration with Edinburgh based musical project Belvedere Mountain Express. You can hear the first track of our collaboration on the Belvedere Mountain Express Myspace page ( http://www.myspace.com/belvederemountainexpress). The track is City Empire featuring Juliet Wilson. Two more tracks will hopefully follow in the near future. Always a challenge fitting short poetry to long musical tracks, so keep listening, i do start talking eventually..... It was great fun working on this collaboration, it adds another dimension to poetry to hear it with musical accompaniment.....
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June 20, 2009 - Saturday
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Current mood:  sleepy
Headspun with vertigo and beauty I look across the valley to the border – a clear view all the way. The forest is continuous. Birds and animals have no regard for our demarcations. Human lives in villages on either side of the invisible boundary are the same. It is not by our choice that we answer to different laws, different leaders, different gods. for Refugee Week
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June 18, 2009 - Thursday
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She, your daughter or perhaps your niece, has worked with refugees, sewn on limbs blown off by mines, read homelessness in women’s eyes – the pain of the dispossessed.
You, an insurance man, say ‘they should better have weighed the risks, avoided the temptation of escape, stayed at home for goodness sake!’
Safe and bored in suburban freedom, you cannot imagine danger surrounding your home with paralysing fear a time-bomb slowly ticking.
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