Tag Archives: John Keats

Comic-book Keats – a new way to prevent the ‘end of poetry’?

I may be coming late to the work of Julian Peters. It is possible his illustrative work has been bringing young people to poetry for some time without me realising it. However, there may be some others out there, like … Continue reading

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The 31st October is not just Hallowe’en – Happy Birthday John Keats…

218 years ago today a wonderful Romantic poet (who still unites and interests the literary world) was born. So for John Keats’ birthday AND for Hallowe’en,  I give you this chilling fragment… This living hand, now warm and capable Of … Continue reading

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Poetry Please! – Paul Mortimer guests on Talking Books, with Yeats, Keats, Duffy et al

Well, no surprises – my most recent Talking Books show on 10Radio was one of my favourites. For a change, I hosted a poetry request show, with Devon poet Paul Mortimer who read his own work and poems that listeners, … Continue reading

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What does it mean to dream? On Victorian thoughts & the 21st century soul…

Whilst on holiday in Suffolk a few weeks ago I bought a small book at a second-hand stall at the market in the lovely little town of Framlingham. Called The Victorian Book of Dreams, it is clearly a forerunner of … Continue reading

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John Keats’ death mask inspires an art installation..or does it?

Hmm…I have been wondering how to respond to the news from artdaily.org that artist Virgil Marti has opened his exhibition  MATRIX 167 / Ode to a Hippie at Wadsworth Atheneum in Connecticut. I admit I had never heard of Virgil Marti … Continue reading

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University as a ‘rite of passage’: On becoming an empty-nester

On Saturday my lovely daughter Evie is starting her first term at the University of Winchester. She only made her mind up to go to Uni at all at the beginning of August, having had a year out to focus … Continue reading

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The most beautiful words ever written?

I have been on my own for two days. The family is away being athletic – not a talent I can share with them. So who could I turn to for company but John Keats? Yesterday I re-read Isabella: or … Continue reading

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Let’s focus on the words: Peter, Tony, and a Portrait of Keats

Two weeks ago (yes, I am a little slow getting this blog post written) the papers offered some interesting headlines for those, like me, who are fascinated by the life and writing of the poet John Keats. A ‘rare lifetime … Continue reading

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Love poems you wish you had written #5 – John Keats

On this, the 14th February, I reach the end of my series ‘Love poems you wish you had written’ with one that most who know me would have anticipated from the very beginning. This poem still offers the John Keats reader much to think … Continue reading

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Sex lurks in the shadows of the Pre-Raphaelites – phallic symbols in Isabella by Millais

FAIR Isabel, poor simple Isabel!  Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love’s eye!  They could not in the self-same mansion dwell  Without some stir of heart, some malady;  They could not sit at meals but feel how well  It soothed each … Continue reading

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