goodbye old year

Last piece in the Poem a day series. Thanks to all who've come along with me. Hope you all have a Happy New Year. More - the same and different - in 2018.  Watch out for Seventeen Syllable Poetry work. away in the distance the beginning I know here at my feet is the end …

Revisiting the ‘Pilgrim’ series

In 2017 I posted a series of 60 odd poems in a series of meditations I refer to as the Pilgrim series. In 2018, I will post the remainder - around another fifty odd poems, but I thought it would be appropriate now, at the end of 2017, to revisit the first set, by referencing …

to the end

Poem #111 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction came a day for writing pen in his hand and with paper he wrote himself the small things the love affair the breaking the things that made him small the morals he …

almost enough

it is a conceit I know but hopefully a small one I can't help it because I half-suspect that I am past my time that there may be no more that I am only what I see here held before my eyes a few lines in tiny chap-books and journals and rags there may be …

weighing the world

Poem #110 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction the old cast-iron scales were located standing against an outside wall at the entrance to the museum he recalled from his childhood stepping on the platform with its too-fluid wobble that always …

A Poem a Day review (Part 5 and final) – October 2017 – December 2017

This is part five of my review of the Poem a Day series, bringing it up to the present and the conclusion of the series. October, November and December of 2017, with  3 pieces from each month highlighted. I hope the poems have brought some variety and pleasure into the reading life of those who …

gun

Poem #109 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction he is the gun the pistol the sniper’s rifle primed trigger tight waiting the image strolls across the line fix focus centre the moment he sees that moment of pressure the moment …

the cocky’s plums

the cocky’s plums plum tree cockatoos gold and white fly away fly but come back again ~

A Poem a Day review (Part 4) – July 2017 – September 2017

Part four of the review of the Poem a Day series, crossing from Winter to Spring. In this installment, July, August and September 2017, with  3 pieces from each month highlighted. As always, please feel welcome to revisit some of these poems. July 2017. 26 poems. Wind and frost and rain. Coffee, flames and fire, …

through his work I know him

Poem #108 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie. Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction I know this man well I have read every one of his books I have studied every word of his prefaces the headings for each chapter I have looked into the style …