Monday, 21 May 2018

Bouillabaisse - for Cro and others.

The closing verses of William Makepeace Thakeray's masterful ballad can be found by typing the word  'Bouillabaisse'  in the blog search box.

Tuesday, 15 May 2018

Eli Jenkin's Prayer - Neath Male Voice Choir

Recommend the YouTube link for this wonderful rendition.

from Dylan Thomas:  'Under Milk Wood'

Sunday, 22 April 2018

Erich Fried poem translated.

An Erich Fried poem I translated is I think called 'Not thinking about El Salvador'.

If you enter those underlined Trebuchet words in the blog search-box the translated poem ought to magically appear.

Tuesday, 27 March 2018

Yuri Gagarin in Uzlop

To mark the 50th anniversary of his death I'm reposting a poem. You can find it by entering the above title in the blog search box.

Monday, 26 March 2018

Eggenburg White

Please enter the above title in the blog search box to read Eggenburg White.

Thank you. It's a poem about creation. I shall leave it up over Easter.

Sunday, 25 March 2018

A Mystery Tour

Enter the poem title 'A Mystery Tour' into the Blog Search Box and fasten your seat belt!

Coastal Path

Please enter the poem title 'Coastal Path' in the blog searchbox to read the poem.

Thank you.

Thursday, 22 March 2018

Report on 'A Welsh Grammar'

Report on 'A Welsh Grammar' is  my International Poetry Day contribution.

"The use of a recent Welsh-English Dictionary with this handbook is recommended" - S. J. Williams

Seeking the names of the four winds
in the points of the compass I came
to springs and streams on tops of hills
trickling amongst huge rocks and a bright sky.

Below I saw a new village being built
and an old house being pulled down.
A man was selling his land
and another man was catching fish.

Later I learned the names of trees
mountains rivers and streams
where people lived and washed their clothes.
Eating their food I heard the merry cuckoo.

The wood was dressed in leaves and
in gardens girls picked bouquets of lavender
lilies, red roses and stinging nettles.

A wheat-reaping party worked in a field.


(Genteel Messages - Poetry Monthly Press