Tag Archives: Poetry

‘London Snow’ and the joy of a trip to the capital whatever the weather

Last week I went to London and spent three happy hours in The Wellcome Library, taking advantage of their beautiful reading rooms. I was researching shell shock and PTSD to inform Shell Shocked Britain, the book I am writing for … Continue reading

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Starting as I mean to go on…

Next week I am taking what is, for me anyway, a really significant step. I have to believe it is a step forward and although it is not exactly brave, it is taking all my courage to move further along a path … Continue reading

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Ho Ho Ho – a Happy, healthy Christmas from No Wriggling!

Just a quick post to wish all those who follow my blog and any who just drop by the very merriest of Christmases and the happiest and healthiest of New Years. This has been a good year on No wriggling. … Continue reading

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Finding a little ‘Kindness’ in a terrible world…

Even as we enter the ‘festive season’, and many of us are thinking about how best we can bring a smile to the faces of friends and family in the coming days, we have, in the space of one weekend, been faced … Continue reading

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To be ‘a friend of Keats’ – a very Romantic circle

John Keats is now known as one of the greatest poets in the English language. Often included in the great ‘triad’ of younger Romantics with Shelley and Byron, his life and work has arguably retained a larger and more interested audience than either of … Continue reading

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Temps Perdu – on deja vu and Dorothy Parker

I have been experiencing some odd feelings of deja vu in the last few weeks. Trying to explain them to a friend, I struggled and frankly  sounded slightly odd. Perhaps this was because in every day terms we have come to use … Continue reading

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I want to tell you a story….Why reading REALLY matters…

Last Saturday I spent three hours in the company of some of the nicest people I have ever met. It was our reading group ‘farewell do’; a chance to say goodbye to one of those happy episodes in life that seem to … Continue reading

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Mock Orange – a poem for work & the summer weather

Mock Orange Watching, as the waxy flowers fall into the scattered gravel of the summer garden; it seems the world, the weather and a clouded view conspire to damp the spirits. Her fingers leave the glass. She turns into the … Continue reading

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Bronze bulls on pianos, or ‘On first Looking into Chapman’s Homer’

I haven’t written about  John Keats for a few weeks and have been meaning to start a series of posts on his circle of friends; many of whom were key to his development as a poet. However, an article via … Continue reading

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A poetic inspiration – lines that mean the world to us

I have been inspired this morning. Not to write too much of my own but to look at the work of others and take heart from the possibilities that work opens up to me. This is due simply to the … Continue reading

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