poetry

On the Thames

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My first zip on the cable cars yesterday. I do not have a head for heights so taking photos was a good distraction.
Getting my land legs back along Southbank, we met these guys. It was so good to see poets with typewriters again. I asked for a poem, and received a lovey response.
I love the fact that the word “unbroken” is the only word here with a typo. The poets blog included here at the top of the image 🙂

Silver linings

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I’m gonna be a new woman by the time this thing is over …
Random shadow selfie. On my way back from posting some letters.
The plastic-free rainbow ribbon option. Comes on a little wooden bobbin-bead. Very cute.

Writing room decor choices. A lesson in not backing down.

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On a happier note, I found this wonderful collection of Scottish poetry for 50p in a charity shop. Always look inside the book!
The originals are facing the translations
My brain doing somersaults over how you might even begin to translate Scots to German. I’m full of admiration and sad that my German is criminally basic.

P.s. The grey walls are now officially a temporary midway state to the perfect writing room colour scheme.

Blackout poems with slowness

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Normally I would browse second hand books for blackout poetry. Retyping the text out of necessity makes me think I should always do it this way from now on. I hope this is a way back into writing, a way to climb out of the lockdown brain fog pit

The amazing bookshop post

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You know those pictures of amazing bookshops you see on Pinterest and think “Botheration, where ARE these bookshops?” Ok, I will tell you. I found this second hand bookshop yesterday and I just cannot believe I have been walking past this place for 2 years… You can find The Scarlet Pimpernel at 25 London Road, St Leonard’s on Sea, East Sussex, U.K. Nice detail: the prices are written on slips of paper in each book. Also, it’s by sea and just around the corner from some great coffee shops.

Come in, have a cup of tea. It’s National Poetry Day in the U.K.

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Friends, I invite you to browse sections of my poetry shelves wherever you are in the world, because every day is poetry day. I think we need poetry more than ever, and I think we need to read it in solitude on paper and to hear it spoken in a crowd, we need to read each other poetry at bedtime, and over a breakfast coffee. Leave a poem in a random place. When the world flips its middle finger at you, flip a poem right back at it. With love.