Prose

The Lonely Crowd launch

Events, Poetry, Prose By April 25, 2015 Tags: , , , , 2 Comments

I can’t decide whether it was apposite or not but it was a bit of a lonely crowd who attended the launch of The Lonely Crowd on Thursday evening, and half of those there were reading. However, the low turnout didn’t stop it from being a very enjoyable evening at the Waterloo Tea Rooms in Wyndham Arcade.    There was a…

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#fridayflash : London Nights

#fridayflash, Prose, Writing By June 14, 2013 Tags: , , 11 Comments

Jane hopes that she doesn’t meet Richard Curtis anytime soon. If she did, she’d tell him exactly what she thinks of his movies. Especially if it were raining when they met. Because Jane notices when it rains in London. Jeez, does anyone not? Yes. Looking at you, Andie MacDowell! Jane doesn’t think that having Hugh Grant’s character, or any other man for…

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#fridayflash – Welcome to Potirissi

#fridayflash, Prose, Writing By May 18, 2012 Tags: , , 16 Comments

Efthalia noticed the changes on her walk to the market that day. The worst potholes in the road had been filled in with great clods of earth, grass, roots and all. She almost stumbled on its evenness. Cratered for as long as she could remember, she’d often found her way home through the ruts and swells of the road in…

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#fridayflash – The Man Who Was Eaten Away

#fridayflash, Prose, Writing By May 11, 2012 Tags: , , 13 Comments

“It’s over. I can’t see you anymore,” Lucy had said to him over the phone. “Not now it’s summer.” What does that have to do with anything?” he’d said to the dialling tone. He looked out of the window at the park opposite his flat and saw nothing but couples and families. He put his palm flat on the glass…

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Leaving Cleopatra

#fridayflash, Prose, Writing By November 12, 2010 Tags: , , 13 Comments

Cleopatra is insisting that I stay. She tells me that no one has ever left her before. Apparently, it’s just not done. I was hoping that she’d understand but when I told her she almost choked on the grape she was eating. We were having dinner at Caesar’s and it caused quite a scene. Men rushed over to her and…

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Skiouro and the Meltemi

#fridayflash, Prose, Writing By November 5, 2010 Tags: , , 23 Comments

Every time the wind changes, which is often here, Niko watches me from his spot on the rooftop wall. He lies there like a cat, flexing his feet and letting the sun warm his stomach, a cigarette resting between the index and middle fingers of his right hand. He watches me, waiting to see if, this time, the meltemi will pull me down to the harbour and out to sea again.

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The Dust Diaries by Owen Sheers

Book reviews, Books, Prose By November 14, 2009 No Comments

This is a beautifully written book that vividly imagines the extraordinary life of a remarkable man.

Owen Sheers finds a book in his father’s study which puts him on the trail of one of his distant relations, Arthur Shearly Cripps, also a poet. The journey takes him from the Rhodes Library in Oxford to modern-day Zimbabwe to London as he traces the life of his missionary ancestor, who left England at the turn of the twentieth century for what was then Southern Rhodesia.

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Der Vater eines Mörders (The Father of a Murderer) by Alfred Andersch

Book reviews, Books, Prose By November 9, 2009 No Comments

At first sight this looks like a lightweight school story about a single 45-minute Greek class at a German Gymnasium in 1928.

The school director comes into the classroom and takes over from the usual teacher, Kandelbinder. He proceeds to test, torment and humiliate not only the students but also Kandelbinder.

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Drowning, not waving, in Swansea

Events, Music, Poetry, Prose By October 31, 2009 No Comments

Last night’s event at the Dylan Thomas Centre in Swansea was a wonderful fusion of music, poetry and prose readings.  Before going, I’d been intrigued by how the evening might work.  Reading the promotional blurb, it sounded interesting, although with only one term of Welsh classes to my name, I was worried about the amount of Welsh language readings there…

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An Evening with Fflur Dafydd and Owen Sheers

Events, Music, Poetry, Prose By October 30, 2009 No Comments

I’m really looking forward to an event at the Dylan Thomas Centre, Swansea, this evening.  There’s a performance of prose, poetry and music by Fflur Dafydd and Owen Sheers.  The event is part of the annual Dylan Thomas Festival which spans the anniversaries of both his birth and death.

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