R is our school's top English student. She got 9 at GCSE. She got A at AS. She is studious, precise, deeply thoughtful. She has just had her A Level grade reduced from A* to C, apparently just because she goes to a disadvantaged school. It might help if you liked her poem.
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And as we all go into lockdown, may I humbly offer the @spectator’s free books podcast. More than 100 talks with all sorts of writers on all sorts of subjects, hosted by me. Have a browse here https://t.co/m6xfGoMTeV
Meet Kris Marais on Zoom at 19h30 SAST for tonight’s OtW virtual poetry reading.
Meeting ID: 851 2588 5999
Password: 921987
Usual rules: All welcome; just pitch up; if you’re a dick, you’ll be blocked.
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Off the Wall Poetry Reading is going virtual via Zoom on Monday 11th May 2020 at 19h30 SAST = 18h30 British time = 13h30 Eastern Time.
#poetry@CapeTown (and now worldwide, I guess).
See Facebook post at:
https://t.co/dNxLB0lfja
Off the Wall Poetry Reading is going virtual via Zoom on Monday 11th May 2020 at 19h30 SAST = 18h30 British time = 13h30 Eastern Time.
#poetry@CapeTown (and now worldwide, I guess).
See Facebook post at:
https://t.co/dNxLB0lfja
Off the Wall Poetry Reading is going virtual via Zoom on Monday 11th May 2020 at 19h30 SAST = 18h30 British time = 13h30 Eastern Time.
#poetry@CapeTown (and now worldwide, I guess).
See Facebook post at:
https://t.co/dNxLB0lfja
Did you know there is such a career as "professional storyteller?" I just discovered that my twitter friend @carolynstearns tells stories as part of her livelihood. I wonder if there are other "storytellers" out there? And what kind of stories do they tell?
SLEEP
The thing is
you need to
keep trying
to get your
feet on the
ground
Once you’re floating
among the sheets and pillows
the linen clouds stretch you closer to comfort
and complacency, acceptance and heaven
And the morphine
Oh the morphine
Like a lullaby in your veins