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lonely dropped a word to me today said…
farmwork; 9-14 teacher; pro-am drama; scholarship to Oxford University to study Anglo-Saxon and English Literature; dropout; backstage Ballets de Paris; industrial journalism; midlife crisis around 25; invoice typist; bookshop assistant; art journalist; book reviewer; small book on Barbara Hepworth,1963; art critic for national newspapers and magazines 20 years; radio and television work; presented to Queen Mother for services to Canadian art; and to Rajeev Gandhi for services to Indian art; Post-graduate Thesis Tutor, Royal Academy of Art 20 years; Selector and Juror Mid-States Art Contest, Indiana; translator and research team for Letters of Marsilio Ficino; obituary writer for The Times; 24/7 carer 7 years; writer/editor of Ficino celebratory volume 1999(see Books page here) now translated into Dutch; political satirist for website, 'Call Me Tony'; proofreader for forthcoming 18-volume Encyclopaedia of Hindu Philosophy; various essays on 50 years of Zimbabwean sculpture; historical context essay for 'Gardens of Philosophy: Ficino on Plato' by Arthur Farndell, Shepheard-Walwyn Publishers,2006, £18.95; Godstow Press in Oxford published 136 sonnets under the title 'Awakening to Myself' in December 2004 (£15 postfree in Britain, contact Godstow Press for overseas postage) . For international payment, see [email protected] Michael has been a member of the School of Economic Science/School of Practical Philosophy in London for 50 years, and moderates (2008) the Poetry Forum attached to its website. He is currently Text Editor for the online 'Hindupedia' encyclopaedia of Hinduism. His latest book on Waterperry is noted below.)
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I was born to be a metaphor; Darwin, embarrassed, did not talk of me; I did not fit into his scheme of things; I, knowing secrets of the tears of things,…
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Isn’t it strange, this thing called Poetry – and even stranger, these things called similes and metaphors, which are the very essence of what poetry…
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I'm always getting this junky mail plopping through the door inviting me to a 'car boot sale' - but I never wear boots in the car!
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Law of love? Sounds good… so, tell me more… Love of law? mmm…maybe…not so sure… You can disregard the ancients –…
When everything is said, my love, there’s only love to say; and though love’s word can not be said, and love will live when we are dead,…
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O, what is the song this late, late rose is singing? where will its petals fall, pale orange-yellow rose? when shall the breeze and the rose cease laughing, dancing, when will the…
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and mind might ask, why then are brain cells gray? Is it because the world is just so wonderful, that they, stunned…
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You know the type - the word's just perfect for him: built like an ox, brain like a moron. shaved head, one ear-ring, bull neck, gold chain, tattoos,…
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There is only one single way. Go into yourself. Search for the reason that bids you write; find out whether it is spreading out its roots in the deepest places of your heart,…
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This is the story that the tribe, sitting together crosslegged, children at their feet, tell about…
The world has lost the ear for rhyme. It still makes children squirm with pleasure; and from some witty pens and minds, its fireworks fizz; so, after all these centuries of rhyme…
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This is a SHOUTING poem. Not a gentle wildflower poem not a whispering-of-love poem A SHOUTING POEM.…
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Thanks for your letter. Though you’ve caught me at a rather awkward time – I’m going into surgery tomorrow – a rather risky op; so I’ll try to put all the answers that I’ve got…
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He’s a regular on the TV arts review slot; sitting there waiting his turn to speak, he projects plainspoken ordinary man, working class with intelligence;…
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