Hey, I write poems, you know. (Maybe you write poems too.) Somewhere a poet is cleaning a bathroom. Somewhere a cleaner is writing a poem. If you like this blog for any reason at all, you may well enjoy the poems on my other blog, Poems in the wild. I adore having this outlet for poems … Continue reading Poems hiding in the woods and under the bed
I am forever amazed at the barrage of self-help material urging us to aim for the top, follow our dreams, and especially to be better than everyone else. Just a minute: how can everyone be the best? I figured out the maths around 1972, when New Zealand's favourite poet, Sam Hunt, told me that female poets (unlike male poets) … Continue reading Very very good is good enough
I've just published a collection of poems highly relevant to the you if you are embarking on your bonus years. Our senior years, you might say. Our old age, you might even dare to say. The poems are easy and mostly short and mostly fun. I hope you enjoy them! Senior poems: Kindle format and mighty cheap
"Why I blog my poems." Whoa, that sounds as if poetry-blogging is a way of life instead of yet another redundant project thrust into my overloaded schedule a mere four weeks ago. It sounds as if I know what I'm doing. All bluff. Poems in the Wild. Redundant. Pointless. Impulsive. Nauseating. Embarrassing. Time wasting. Pretentious. Amateurish. Unworthy of you. So … Continue reading Why I blog my poems—there’s a reason?