Monthly Archives: January 2017

Competition ending soon


Huddersfield is looking for budding poets – with an eReader as top prize.

Have you got a poem inside you dying to get out?

We are looking for poems about courage for our Courage Is Poetry Project, which is being run in conjunction with Kirklees Council and Huddersfield District Committee.

The work of five poets appearing at our March Festival will be featured:

Lemn Sissay, Rose Condo, Owen Lowery, Lisa M Luxx and Michael Stewart

and alongside their poems, a selection of the competition entries will appear in key prominent spaces and shops within the Town Centre. Just look out for the footprints to see where the poems are being displayed.


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A Short Analysis of Philip Larkin’s ‘High Windows’

An illustration of why we revere his lines and metaphorically bow our heads before the Master

Interesting Literature

A reading of Larkin’s classic poem

‘High Windows’, the title poem of Philip Larkin’s fourth and final major poetry collection, is one of his most famous. The poem examines the new permissive society that flowered during the 1960s. Before proceeding to our analysis of ‘High Windows’, you can remind yourself of this poem (or discover it for the first time – a real treat) here.

Completed in February 1967, ‘High Windows’ was one of several poems which Larkin wrote around this time – during the so-called Summer of Love – which analyse the poet’s own middle-aged attitudes to the younger generation and the changing attitudes to sex. ‘Annus Mirabilis’ was written just a few months later, and ‘Sad Steps’, completed the following April, might also be partnered with ‘High Windows’ in this regard.

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Ronovan writes #134

She suffers the blows

that seem to please her husband

Silence shouts loudly

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seeing: thoughts on art, life and poetry

Have recently started attaching images that most closely mirror the image in my mind my crudely constructed lines are trying to express, I would like to see see your own efforts and comments if you feel it’s working for me

Poetry Joy


It is said that seeing is believing. But what if those things we’re seeing are obscured somehow? Can we trust our eyes? Or do we require an inner knowing, a new perspective to override our senses?

The image above is my attempt to take something prosaic and make a new form of it. Would you believe that hidden beneath the vivid colours are some faded sweetpea flowers, a wire fence and a recycling bin? Yes, really.

We’re all artists at heart, creatives to the core. Because how could we not be when our Creator God made us that way, to reflect His ability to take, shape, mould and make something from nothing?

Though sometimes we don’t consider ourselves as such. But with the right type of media that suits us, a hefty dose of courage, encouragement, faith, patience, persistence and perseverance we can all discover just how to be our…

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A glimpse of the God
granted to her worshippers 
while her husband rests 

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…let there ALWAYS be libraries…

Matters close to the heart. Memories of childhood visits to the library rank highly in our, as we age, list of fondly-recalled thoughts. From the meanest small town library to the grandest major city edifice we should do all we can to preserve these National Treasures, the local library.

Seumas Gallacher



…by any stretch of the measurement of age, this ol’ Scots Jurassic scribbler is no longer a youth… I adulted around a-hem years ago… and having become in recent years an Author, I have more than a passing interest in the comparatively new debate as to whether books are better in print or on an eReader such as Auntie Amazon’s Kindlekindleand despite being part of the, (a-hem again), ‘older’generation, I have no negativity toward the modern downloaded reader versions of books… don’t mistake me – I still enjoy immensely the feel of a paper book in my hands, and even, yes, the smell of the paper and the gum paste thats binds the spine (emb’dy else remember ‘sniffing’ a new book?)… but times move on – the electronic age has become an imbedded part of our lives whether we embrace it or not –…

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Ronovan writes #133

The waters will flow

tear the heart from the mountain

sands of time are spawned

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An interesting competition

Competition Corner
Spread the Word Life Writing Prize

Details: This competition from Spread the Word in association with Goldsmith’s Writing Centre is open to new and emerging writers aged 18 or over. Write up to 5000 words, about someone’s own life journey or experiences (see further explanations on the website). It doesn’t have to be all prose – it can contain elements of poetry, and/or illustrations. Your entry may be a self-contained item or an extract from a longer work. The writing must be unpublished, although you can have had six professional publishing credits in fiction, life writing or poetry.

Entry Fee: Free to enter.
Deadline: 5th February 2017.
Prizes: 1st – £1,500, an Arvon course, a 2-year membership to the Royal Society of Literature and a meeting with an agent or editor. Runners-up (2) – £500 and a meeting with an agent or editor

Good luck, and let us know how you get on.

Thanks to the team at CompletelyNovel for this bit of info.

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David Stuart Davies: “The Game’s Afoot” – an encounter with Sherlock Holmes & Arthur Conan Doyle

Friday April 28th at 7:30pm at the Horeb Chapel, Cawdor Hotel  Lle: Capel Horeb, 7.30, dydd Gwener, 28ain Ebrill What were Sherlock Holmes and his creator Arthur Conan Doyle really like? How do you…

Source: David Stuart Davies: “The Game’s Afoot” – an encounter with Sherlock Holmes & Arthur Conan Doyle

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Ronovan writes#132

A moth approaches,

with one light kiss to the flame

she will find heaven


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