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Kevin Morris reading his poems ‘Genes’ and ‘Reprieve’.

 

Both of these poems can be found in my collection ‘Refractions’, which is available here for the UK and here for the US.

 

My latest collection of poetry, ‘The Writers Pen and other poems’ is also available on Amazon, here for the UK, and here for the US.

 

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K Morris reading a selection of his poems

Here are three of my poems, which I recorded earlier today.

 

A Short Analysis of Thomas Hood’s ‘I Remember, I Remember’

In just 5 words “the tree is living yet” Hood implies (implicitly) that his brother who “set” the tree is no longer living thereby adding to the sombre nature of the poem.

Interesting Literature

‘I Remember, I Remember’ is, along with ‘The Song of the Shirt’, Thomas Hood’s best-loved poem. Although much of the rest of his work is not now much read or remembered, ‘I Remember, I Remember’ has a special place in countless readers’ hearts. Although its meaning is fairly straightforward, it’s worth probing the language of Hood’s poem a little deeper, as closer analysis reveals why this poem is held in such high regard.

I Remember, I Remember

I remember, I remember,
The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun
Came peeping in at morn;
He never came a wink too soon,
Nor brought too long a day,
But now, I often wish the night
Had borne my breath away!

I remember, I remember,
The roses, red and white,
The vi’lets, and the lily-cups,
Those flowers made of light!
The lilacs where the robin built,

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A Short Analysis of John Keats’s ‘To Autumn’

Interesting Literature

‘Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness’: John Keats wrote many a memorable and arresting opening line in his short life, but his opening to his great poem ‘To Autumn’, one of his finest odes, is perhaps his most resonant of all. On one level a straightforward evocation of the season of autumn, ‘To Autumn’ (or ‘Ode to Autumn’ as it is sometimes known) is also a poem that subtly reflects the early nineteenth-century context in which it was written. Such contemporary allusions and references require closer analysis, but before we get to them, here is John Keats’s great autumnal poem.

To Autumn

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

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Nonsense Verse – Guest Post by Kevin Morris…

Many thanks to Chris the Story Reading Ape for offering me the opportunity to guest post on his blog.

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I have, for as long as I can remember, taken pleasure in nonsense poetry or verse. But what, exactly is nonsense poetry?

The online edition of The Oxford Dictionary defines nonsense poetry as follows:

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(Originally) whimsical or nonsensical verse; (later) the genre of poetry that includes nonsense verse such as limericks, as well as looser poetic forms”.(https://en.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/nonsense_poetry).

The best known (and loved) writer of nonsense verse is the 19thcentury english poet and artist Edward Lear,(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Lear).The best known of Lear’s poems is, undoubtedly the wonderful “The Owl and the Pussy-Cat”,(https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43188/the-owl-and-the-pussy-cat)),in which the poet describes the journey of these 2 creatures “in a beautiful pea green boat” “to the land where the bong-tree grows”, where they are married “by the turkey who lives on the hill”. Of course they where, for…

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Interviewed on BBC Radio London!! Speaking out about past sexual abuse

Jennie Ensor: Exploring the realms of psychological fiction

It has been a breathless, emotional and at times almost overwhelming ten days since the launch of THE GIRL IN HIS EYES on the 18th.

Live interview

My interview on the Jo Good show on BBC Radio London finally happened this Tuesday (25 September) after two frustrating delays. It was my third radio interview in just over a week (the first with Alan Robson on Radio Metro then one with BBC Radio Tees). But this was my first live one in an actual studio not a pre-record by phone. Believe me, this is VERY different.

I sat opposite the studio door watching the clock ticking past my allocated start time (3.05pm) trying to stay calm and remember what it was I’d planned to say. Then I was ushered in to sit in front of a huge mike, knowing that thousands would be listening to me talking intimately about my…

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The silence of the girls

Letters from Athens

Greek children are brought up on mythology—the shenanigans of the gods on Mount Olympus, the battles of the Trojan war, the travels and adventures in the Odyssey. However, although I knew how the story ends, I really enjoyed this backstage view of the Iliad by Pat Barker. 

The tale is told from the point of view of Briseis, a princess who becomes a slave, awarded to Achilles as his prize after he sacks her city, slaughtering her father and brothers. She ends up in the camp of the Greeks besieging Troy, together with many other women. This is their voice, their side of things. 

Pat Barker is a master of writing about war, as evidenced in her Regeneration Trilogy—the reek, the noise, the far-flung effects on everyone involved, however remotely. Here we are placed firmly in the camp—we see the cooking fires, smell smoke and roasting…

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