Tag Archives: kevin morris poetry

The hay is soft

The hay
Is soft.
Time gently coughed,
As man and maiden lay,
Heedless of how the day
Passeth away


K Morris reading his poem ‘Owl’.

I’ve always felt an affinity with owls. My home is close to a historic park in Upper Norwood (a suburb of Greater London). From time to time, I hear the owls’ eerie cry, which brings to mind thoughts of my own mortality, coupled with the death of King Duncan in Macbeth.


How my poems come to me

On 17 January, I received the following comment/question in response to my limerick “There was a young lady called Lou”:
“Do these like, just pop into your mind; or do you have a scrapbook full of them?” (https://newauthoronline.com/2017/01/17/there-was-a-young-lady-called-lou/#comment-49477).

I replied as follows:

“Thank you for your comment. I thought this one up while eating boiled egg on toast and drinking Earl Grey tea this morning! Many of my poems come to me while walking my dog. Being blind I don’t carry a notebook. I have never learned to write by hand. I do, however touch type and write my poems using a standard Windows laptop equipped with Job Access with Speech or JAWS (software which converts text into speech and braille relaying the screen’s contents to me). I write my poems either at home or in my lunch hour in the office”, (https://newauthoronline.com/2017/01/17/there-was-a-young-lady-called-lou/#comment-49478).

In light of the above exchange, I thought it would be helpful for me to expand on how my poems come to me.

As I said in response to Daria’s question, “There was a young Lady called Lou” popped into my mind as I was enjoying egg on toast with a piping hot cup of Earl Grey, while other poems come to me as I walk my guide dog Trigger. It is frequently remarked that exercise is good for both the mental and the physical self. I would certainly endorse this view as a brisk walk often leads to the composition of a poem. I can not, however swear that all poems appear on paper exactly as they originally churned around my mind. My memory is good but far from being photographic in nature.

At other times I sit in front of my laptop pleading with my muse to take pity on me and whisper words of inspiration:

She is a fickle mistress who oft times does tease
And, on occasions doth please
The poet in search of inspiration
With which to wow the nation.
To my consternation
She does come and go
But, I know
‘Twas always so
And ‘twill remain
Until my life drains away
Or I, in senility, languish one day.


News Snippets

Three pieces of news:


1. As many of you will know, I will be interviewed, on Thursday 12 January, by Ariadne Sawyer, regarding my poetry.

The interview (which will include me reading a couple of my poems) will take place at 1:40 pm PST (9:40 pm UK time) and will be broadcast on Vancouver Co-Op Radio

2. I have added a widget enabling readers to follow me by email. I was prompted to do so as a consequence of an email from a follower who indicated that they would prefer to follow my site in this manner, rather than by utilising the WordPress Reader.

The option to keep up with posts by email is useful not only for those WordPress followers who prefer it to the Reader, but also enables people who don’t wish to create a gravatar profile to keep track of posts via messages delivered to their inbox (not everyone wants to create a Gravatar let alone a WordPress blog)!

3. I am working on the production of a CD featuring me reading my poetry. If you are interested in obtaining a copy please email me at newauthoronline (at) gmail dot com (the address is rendered thus in order to defeat spammers).

When emailing please put “poetry CD” in the subject line.