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For Bill Grundy [1923-1993] and good times at Granada Studios Manchester UK Grey days always remind me of Manchester,Salford Docks, kitchen sinks, Archie Street,of Rita Tushingham in Shelagh…Continue
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Just a short profile: Sydney resident - travelled Europe, America, India, South East Asia, Oceania, New Zealand and Australia. I write songs, poetry, short stories and journal articles.
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In the early hours of September 1, 1983, Major Gennady Osipovich in a Su-15 missile equipped jet fighter of the Soviet air force took off from Dolinsk-Sokol Airfield on the island of Sakhalin to fly into history and into infamy and to intercept an unidentified aircraft that had penetrated Soviet air space. His unnamed partner was flying a MiG 23.
The unidentified aircraft was a KAL South Korean airline Boeing 747 – 200B flight KE007 from New York to Seoul via…
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The story of the limerick, the carrier of much folklore, may itself be folklore. Although some researchers assert that this form of rhyme was in use in the golden Grecian years, 448 to 380BC. The great Greek dramatist Aristophanes had a good hand at the terse verse.
Pre-eminent in the 'Old Comedy' genre, he was a brilliantly intelligent conservative with the greatest contempt for democracy. He despised the establishment dramatists. In 'The Frogs' he savaged several of them.…
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The severing of heads in moments of heightened excitement plays an intriguing part in the annals of the Welsh folk culture. This must seriously shine a light on the foibles of the Celts who lived in Wales in ancient times. Many may recall…
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I met him for the first time in the early summer of 1963. I was walking, guitar case in hand, to my appointed busking position. I was in no great hurry. Respectable street-musicians don't rush anywhere, especially not on sunny days, and certainly not in Paris.
He had a collection of sketches of famous people set out along the wall on the river bank. I remember that day and him very clearly. His big brown…
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Hello Dermott and a warm welcome to Sydney Poetry.
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Dermott,
Thank you for your hellos. Of course I'm aware of Mr McCauley and Mr Stewart. They were imaginary friends my dear brother Ern invented – he even created some poems for them. All three are long gone now I'm sad to say. I hope you're not surprised to learn though that I'm not a believer in ghosts.
Best wishes,
Ethel Mildred Malley
Dermott, thank you for your kind, wise and encouraging comments in the wake of the attack on my poem about domestic violence by the bitter and twisted Dave Wankering. Also thank you for pointing out the pattern of destructive commentary on other poets' pages by the same Mr Wankering - I doubt that he is a poet. I have notified the site moderator Adrian Wiggins about him, quoting your observations (hope that is ok with you - such people must be vanquished). Warm regards, Jewel
Thanks Dermott for the comments . . .
the Blarney gets the better of me sometimes !
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