Category: Titles-Poetry

Blodyn

Blodyn

by Derec Jones

Paperback available now:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1904958621/

The poems in this collection have been selected from work that spans more than half a century. They are in no particular order but have been chosen to represent as many styles and to present as much variety of content as possible.

This book has no direct connection to flowers except in its title and in the design of the book cover which features a photograph of a painting by the author called Blodyn.

If you know that Blodyn is the Welsh word for flower, and you do now, you’ll understand why the painting is called Blodyn.

But why is this book called Blodyn?

It’s because Blodyn, the painting, is very special to the author and the words in this book are special too. Blodyn is neither plant nor animal, neither he nor she, yet she is both plant and animal. She is pure and raw and beautiful and animalistic and wild.

Available from February 1st 2017 from the usual outlets. Launch event coming soon.

Please contact Opening Chapter to reserve a signed copy.

Pomes

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John Thomas Ahearn’s long awaited collection of poems

Pomes, Older and Younger, a debut poetry collection from John Ahearn, offers a basket of poems that will stay long after they have been read, poems that manage to smile at the realities of love and life. John Ahearn believes that all the old forms are there to be used in the working poet’s toolbox – that there is a form for every expression. His unsparing modern eye does the rest.

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Listen

Gothic Folk musician Marc Roberts presents a collection of his unique poems, stories and song lyrics.

Listen…love, sadness, the esoteric, the everyday…

Listen…beauty and ugliness and a poetry of both…

Listen…the wheel is whispering…can you hear?

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His work has considerable stylistic variety, With a Shelleyan tremulousness at one end of the spectrum, and a hard edged fantasy – glitter at the other’
Richard Poole
‘If you worked in a health food shop, and had Andi Sex Gang as one of your top friends, then maybe you would write songs like this…’
Noel Gardner

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Made in Roath – Volume One

Made-in-Roath-Volume-one-cover-frontThe book Made in Roath is a snapshot of some of the creative talent associated with the area of Cardiff known as Roath. It is a record of some of the activity and work made during the festival of the same name.

Edited by Christina Thatcher and featuring the work of 40 contributors.  (**scroll down for a list)

The book is available as a paperback – 6″ x 9″, 150 pages, containing prose, poetry, observations, and black and white photographs.

ISBN 10: 1-904958-46-X, ISBN 13: 978-1-904958-46-8

All for just £7.99

Get it on Amazon UK or Amazon US

Made in Roath, the festival, is an artist-led, free event which aims to take art out of the gallery and into the wider community, allowing a larger and broader audience to access the wealth of creative talent in our neighbourhood whilst maintaining a standard of excellence, reflecting the contemporary art scene in Cardiff and South Wales.

It showcases the work of emerging and established artists, makers, musicians, writers and performers, who use the whole of Roath as the venue, including domestic, commercial, public and overlooked or disused spaces.

Made in Roath offers residents and visitors an opportunity to engage in the arts through a dynamic programme of exhibitions, residencies, collaborations with community groups, workshops and performances.

For more information please visit the Made in Roath website http://madeinroath.com/. You can also like them on Facebook, follow them on Twitter or just come along to their next exciting endeavour in Cardiff.

** List of contributors
Adam Rees
Andrew Jones
Angela Lester
Bill Trezise
Cameron Loxdale
Christina Thatcher
Clare Charles
clare e potter
Daniel-Wyn Jones
Dave Daggers
Deborah de Lloyd
Fran Smith
Helia Phoenix
Heloise Godfrey-Talbot
Janna Grace
Jill Berrett
Jodie Ashdown
Jon Doyle
Julie Primon
Karl Price
Laura Amy Liderth
Mab Jones
Mark Blayney
Mark Lowes
Nia Metcalf
Nigel Pugh
Owain Hopkins
Paddy Faulkner
Rachel Helena Walsh
Rachel Simons
Rebecca Roy
Rhys John
Rosey Brown
Sara Bellanpo
Simon L. Read
SophChei/
Sophie Hickson
Stevie Stabbers
Susanne Koenig
Uschi Turoczy
Will Ford

For the Time Being

ForTheTimeBeingDWJ-createspaceBook-webStories, poems, reflective pieces.

*** UPDATE: Paperback now available

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A coming together of new and some old but previously unpublished work. Scraps, odds and ends, unedited, partially edited, abandoned work in progress – and some highly polished works.

Just something ‘For the Time Being’

Expected publication date late October / early November 2014

*** UPDATE *** weirdly this has come together ahead of schedule and will now be published on October 5th 2014. It may take a few days after that for physical copies to arrive.

Here’s  couple of bits from the book to give a little taster of what’s to come:

The Black Sheep
He wasn’t much of a ram, small and weak, with no possibility of siring any of the sumptuous ewes that shared the lush green hillsides. He didn’t mind, he had his darling girl. She was tall and thin on her two legs, her hair as black and as thick as his fleece. He knew he was her favourite. Today, she hugged him longer and harder than usual and her eyes were wet with tears. Then she vanished. Later, the big man came back, grabbed his black fleece and dragged him into the back of a lorry.

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Visitors

The fucking mice are back. I know they’re there. They’re crawling under the fucking floorboards. The cheeky fuckers are even hiding under the settee. I saw one last night, a dark beige flash, zipping from the side of the settee towards the hole in the floorboards. It’s my own fault. There shouldn’t be a hole in the floorboards. It’s as easy as that; all you’ve got to do is give them a fucking excuse and they’re in. It doesn’t have to be anything major, a little gap in the bottom of the back door, a small crack in the floorboards, and that’s enough; that’s all they need . . . . . . . . . . (more)

Being Air Under Sky

From the deep, enigma
the source of the river
springing, sparkling
spreading its dream
flowing, glowing
a growing stream
Through the long, dilemma
the course of the river
shoaling, shining
shedding its blood
splashing, flashing
a dashing flood
To the wide, conundrum
the force of the river
scouring, scumbling
scuttling its breath
flaring, glaring
a sharing death