Kvenna ráð

Squeaking in tongues and tilting at windfarms

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© Marie Marshall

As if the above was not enough, there’s more poetry here. In fact it is my attempt to emulate Richard Siken, a modern poet for whom I have a great deal of respect.

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© Marie Marshall

If the above is a little heavy for you today, and you would prefer to read a piece of doggerel about the Americans’ inability to make a decent cup of tea, then please go here.

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Evening 2

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© Marie Marshall

You may be asking “Where is ‘Evening 1’, then?” Well, the answer is that it’s here. When I was invited to contribute to Collect The Day I sent the editors a spread of poetry, in order to give them a choice of material, and knowing that not all of them would be selected. I thought I would take this opportunity to share one with you.

I would also like to share the most quoted poem in the English language with you.

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Love 246

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© Marie Marshall

I thought I might show you something else to compliment the above fragment of love poetry. You all know I like to toy with folk song; well a couple of years ago I took it into my head to compose some new words to the old tune of Love is Pleasin’. You can find it over the event horizon of this link.

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Cat language

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© Marie Marshall

Read more of my prize-winning poetry here.

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© Marie Marshall

Read/hear another of my poems here.

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© Marie Marshall

Here’s a comic poem written at the time of the 2008 Olympiad.

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Love 245

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© Marie Marshall

I wonder how many of you remember my project Welshday? It was supposed to be a kind of Scottish ‘Bloomsday’ or Under Milk Wood, using as its principal character a compatriot and fellow-author. Like so many of my projects it is shelved, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing; a shelved project is not lost, it is a storehouse in itself, and this one has thrown up occasional stand-alone poems. Here’s one such.

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© Marie Marshall

I lay in bed last night, not really able to sleep worth a damn, and thought about poetry. This happens from time to time, particularly in the handful of years since I agreed to write a little spit of something every day. Last night, prone under the covers, I devised a whole essay on poetry. Now I’m at the keyboard I can’t remember one word of it. However, there’s always what I wrote about poetry here…

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© Marie Marshall

If you would like to read one of my poems on the theme of The Great War (WW1), please go here.

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