Tag: poems

It’s all so QUIET!

If anyone’s been wondering where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing with my time (seeing how I’ve rarely been posting), I’d like to let you know that I’m now a radio presenter on Enjoy Radio!

I never intended for it to happen, but it did.

I do two shows:

Words and Music – Wednesdays 12-2

A luscious combination of spoken words and music. The words are often written and spoken by amateurs, and the music often lyrical and storytelling.

To send work in to be read out, or to send recordings of your own work just email lesley.atherton@enjoyradio.co.uk.

You have nothing to lose!

Stranded in the Seventies – Friday Nights 9-11

Often with a co-presenter, I play the best, the worst and the silliest of 1970s music, adverts, theme music and so much more. A low-key amusing end to the working week.

I now also have a website called http://www.writingandradio.co.uk where you can find catch-ups, reader and writer recordings, playlists and much more.

Or to listen live to any of my broadcasting colleagues – http://www.enjoyradio.co.uk.

More about writing and radio.

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‘Caging the Stars’ (by David Jackson)

27 short poems – and almost every one jumped off the page at me!  

I’m a lapsed musician so ‘The Bass’ spoke to me, especially the final four lines, which I’m hoping David won’t mind me including here:

“Waiting to be plugged again into the amp that lies unused under the desk
On which the ever demanding presence of computer and phone
Deny a space to anything else
No room for music in my life these days.”

Sadly, I feel just the same. That’s what’s so good about simple but meaningful poetry. It can tell you what you thought you already knew, and can confirm what you didn’t realise mattered.

And, as a writer, it’s hard not to relate to the final two lines of ‘The Writing Room’ –

“So leave me here in my own little cell
Where sometimes it’s heaven and oft times it’s hell’

That’s what David Jackson’s writing is about. He’s one of those people who can express themselves succinctly and seemingly without effort. But David’s work isn’t all so introspective. Another poem, ‘Apologies to Les’ begins with the stanza –

“Two old ladies on a train
Were surprised by a man in the buff
One old lady had a stroke
But her friend wasn’t quick enough.”

Hilarious. I could write more. In fact, I could write more words about the poetry collection than are printed in the poetry collection! That’s what good poems do for you. They make you think and they force your brain to expand on that thinking. Thank you, David.

I definitely recommend you getting hold of a copy of this book, or have a look at David’s blog at: http://www.emrystpress.blogspot.co.uk.