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Planning the Book | The New Word Mechanic
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The New Word Mechanic. A lifetime spent working with words…. Poetry in a Minor Key. Every bird has its own story. Hearing that story will be the foundation on which the next book will rise. Poetry in a Minor Key. Why not weigh in? Tell me what you think. Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. A Hopeful...
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Adele Ward the poet at the bus stop: Poetry Publishing. Is Nobody Making an Income?
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Saturday, 1 June 2013. Poetry Publishing. Is Nobody Making an Income? One thing I'm most proud of at Ward Wood Publishing. I have heard that some poets don't have a contract from their publisher, and they get no royalties. I do feel there should be a contract for various legal protections, but I can understand publishers perhaps taking the approach that royalties are paid on net income rather than gross income, and this would lead to no royalties once costs are taken out. Poetry book sales in the lower h...
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The Writer’s Wife | The New Word Mechanic
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The New Word Mechanic. A lifetime spent working with words…. Poetry in a Minor Key. This poem was originally published in The Raintown Review, Volume 8, Issue 2 in December of 2009. For fifteen years we lived against the sea. Below Ogunquit where the surf marks time. And tide, and days remained unchanged, and each. Of us learned to watch the seasons silently. He needed me. I cared for him. He wrote. I listened when he read to help him find. A voice. But otherwise, we seldom spoke. It was his way to fill.
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Monday 17th January 2014 – Winter Mist | Poem Story Dream Reality
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Poem Story Dream Reality. Leicester Writers’ Club. Monday 17th January 2014 Winter Mist. January 20, 2014. The breathtaking and beautiful light bathing Leicestershire on the way home from Oakham pearlescent, coruscant, heaven sent got me singing loud, tunelessly, tearfully. Oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day. I’ve got a wonderful feeling, everything’s going my way. I’m reading some of my poems at Shindig! Oh what a beautiful morning. December 18th 2013 Bare Fiction Issue 1 Launch. Seems...
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December 8th 2013: One Year On | Poem Story Dream Reality
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Poem Story Dream Reality. Leicester Writers’ Club. December 8th 2013: One Year On. December 8, 2013. I don’t often post poems here, always mindful of competitions and submissions, but sometimes life’s too short, and this is for my mum…. Walking winter fields today,. The world all hushed and still,. I wondered was it down to you,. Until a high-pitched waspish. Across the limpid blue. I admired its acrobatic moves,. Its stalls and dives,. Something you once said:. The nightly buzz and hum. And, as the pause.
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Dream | Poem Story Dream Reality
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Poem Story Dream Reality. Leicester Writers’ Club. It seems we can’t find what you’re looking for. Perhaps searching can help. If you like what you see you could follow me. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Seems an appropriate quote to sum up certain 'newspapers' and their 'journalism' as a whole. #enemiesofthepeople. And I just replied to you using the wrong account. Sorry. But thank you again. #HopelessWriterAttemptingSocialMedia. Leicester W...
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