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Creative Writing: New Poetry

A New Poem: Coming To

On my back. In the dark. Given up to night. I lie, a fool aground. A suckling. Yearning, turning in want and will, smothering in the urges of the underneath. Up there the spangled stars. The moon one quarter lit and on the wane. Hiding its hollows in its divide. And the black beyond. That dark that shades the darkness. The lacuna. Night pulls me in * Night holds me still. Night holds my wants against my will, until I am upended, and released to rise again. * Oh stars, shining in from forever ago, unfathomable in your million millions (Why…

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Creative Writing: New Poetry

Join Me In Bringing Haiku To Instagram?

It’s my daily hobby to play with a form of poetry called haiku, as a way of fostering creative presence in the moment. And lately I’ve started posting them on Instagram with a photograph of that moment. A haiku is an act of transcription, a verbal and sensual photograph.
 The moment gives us the poetry, as it is created through us. Through our eyes, ears, nose, mouth, skin (the outer senses); through our feelings, memory, intuition, imagination, and overall sense of perception (the inner senses). We just transcribe it. And then the haiku is created, a witnessing of what we…

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Creative Writing: New Poetry

Love Hurts? No Way

Love hurts, they say. I say, no way. The only thing that never hurts is love. Lust festers, envy bites. Loss skewers, rejection spikes. Passion burns, craving seethes. Romance dazzles, lonesome bleeds. Well yes, indeed. But none of the above is love. Love helps, love lights. Love warms, love rights. Love soothes, love feeds. Love calms, love heals. Oh yes, what will heal the sting of pain, and make your life feel good again, (again, again, and yet again), is love. Love hurts, they say. I say no way. The only thing that never hurts is love. Poetry Pamphlets (Volume…

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Creative Writing: New Poetry

Valentines’ Day 2016: A New Poem

I’m writing this on Valentine’s Day 2016, at a sunny table outside Cole St cafe in The Haight, 6000 miles away from The Hub. He is in London, I am in San Francisco. But love is what the scientists call non-local and no problem for it to leap continent and ocean. He got me a card, I’ve sent him a poem. The commercial side of Valentine’s day debases and dilutes love, with its cupids and chocolates, completely overlooking how love is a force that destroys the established order, over and again, even in a long relationship. (30+ years, since you…

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Creative Writing: New Poetry

Coming Home For Christmas: A New Poem

Before you take to the shops, the public houses, the clamour of glitz, come home. Step out of the swell into a room where you can hole up with the howl of your hurt and cradle it close, holding still, until you can let it go with you, back out into the cold and the frozen. Let it show you how to love glamour, and tinsel: only as topping. The promise of Christmas is not a treasury. Frankinsense and myrrh come later, as gifts brought in by the wise. Now it is time to be humble, to be true, and so to be…

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Creative Publishing: New Poetry, Self-publishing

How To Self-Publish A Poetry Book

Selected Poetry 2012-2014 is almost here, it will publish in May 2015. I thought you might be interested in a behind-the-scenes look at the process of putting together a poetry print book, ebook and audio book. For this project, I worked closely with literary strategist Yen Ooi on concept, design and formatting. [Orna] Content – Poetry Selection The first step was for me to decide which poems I wanted to include in the selection.  As I looked back over three years of writing poetry, I was struck by how many poems connected to what I’ve been writing about in my fiction and nonfiction at the same…

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Another video, this time reading two poems — “Halo” & “Long Light” — at The Alliance of Independent Authors’s Indie Author Fringe Fest. See below for the text of the poems. HALO My brother, Conor, used them as they should be used, the rings. Hoops of grey rubber to throw at numbered hooks on a board and make the grownups who came to our place   for their daily drink call out. Well done! when one caught on. To me, each one was a thing to Read More

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The Three Sides to Every Tool

Margaret Atwood: “Every tool has three sides. The sharp side (the upside). The blunt side (the down side). And the stupid side. The side you didn’t anticipate, whose consequences you did not intend. The side that sees you Read More

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Go Creative… With Frances Moore Lappe

Last Time: Go Creative… With Billy Connolly “My daughter, Anna, used to say, “I used to think that hope was for wimps. Hope is not for wimps: it’s for the strong-hearted who can recognise how bad things are and yet not be deterred, not be paralysed. “Hope is not something we find, hope is something we become. “This is the first generation to know Read More

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