Storytime

On the weekend my lovely sister-in-law Jo had a 40th birthday party. We went back to the eighties...dressed appropriately..and to make it more fun (will use that word wisely) it was held in a roller skating rink. Yep, eighties music, eighties clothes and roller skates. Do you know how long it has been since I've been on roller skates? Long, long time... But I did it. I won't say I was poetry in motion----that I glided and swerved....that it all came back to me. Not a chance. The first few, okay about five laps, I held on to the rails and putt putted my way around. By the end of our session I could...slowly....make my way around the rink without needing the rails or wall to clutch on to. I have bruises...loss of dignity (which I really don't seem to have much of any more- that's what working with children will do to you)...but it was great fun. The eighties were an interesting time- for me personally it was a decade of great change. I got married, mo...

I must admit to being a bit old fashioned in the poetry department. Not that I write in iambic meter or put together a pantoum or two - I so have trouble rhyming and my rhythm is all over the place - but my work is plain. There is no extra dimension. I'm always intrigued, amazed and wowed by what poets are doing with their work. How they are presenting it to an audience that, can at times we must admit be a tad jaded. So many poets are doing so many exciting, and to my eyes, new things. Some like Sean Whelan - who uses music as another expression of his work. He weaves it so effortlessly- it's not a 'poetry and some music' it becomes a whole. Becomes more than just poetry. Always great to experience. And it's not just music that is being incorporated. Koraly Dimitriades - has filmed some of her poetry. Allowing the audience to not only hear her work but see as well. Another dimension, offers more depth, perhaps more of an insight into her work. Magazines ...