tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881054030497725613.post620058448456891012..comments2023-11-03T15:50:56.001+01:00Comments on POET IN RESIDENCE : The Poverty God by Alan MorrisonGwil Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03305768121713053837noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881054030497725613.post-71423554661769358262010-03-15T08:55:54.068+01:002010-03-15T08:55:54.068+01:00A review copy of Morrison's new book Keir Hard...A review copy of Morrison's new book Keir Hardie Street just received here. Reaction in due course. Thank you Red Squirrel press.Gwil Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03305768121713053837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881054030497725613.post-72655768761393857682010-02-24T17:03:27.166+01:002010-02-24T17:03:27.166+01:00I agree that this is a powerful piece, and when re...I agree that this is a powerful piece, and when read out loud in angry voice it's more, it's power-full!Gwil Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03305768121713053837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881054030497725613.post-3239512787701083352010-02-24T10:26:38.026+01:002010-02-24T10:26:38.026+01:00What a powerful piece of writing Gwilym, and one w...What a powerful piece of writing Gwilym, and one which should be compulsory reading in these days, when so much food is wasted. My mother was brought up at the end of the nineteenth century, beginning of the twentieth, in poverty (albeit village poverty where there were vegetables from the garden, and the generosity of neighbours) and she never wasted a thing in her life. If there were crusts left we had a bread and butter pudding; the tiniest scraps of meat were utilised in a shepherd's pie and if all else failed, a suet pudding filled a good corner.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.com