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Poetry Corner | Poem #17
Who says that writing isn’t like giving birth? And a little bit like self-destruction too. I do my best work while the rest of the world is asleep, apparently, and it’s always going to be worth it.
Poetry Corner | Poem #16: Blackbird
Spring has sprung and life, it blooms. I’ve just been thinking about the beauty in the everyday and the little moments which make up happiness, and I think I managed to capture this one on paper. I guess I don’t need kangaroos or koala bears after all, just the humble old blackbird.
Poetry Corner | Poem #11
I’m midway through what feels like the millionth edit of my book, and this is particularly relevant at the moment. It’s still strange to me that a world can exist so vividly and entirely within my head, and now on the paper I’m reading, and that the people from this world feel like real and […]
Poetry Corner | Poem #10 : In Autumn Time
I told you I loved Autumn. Ten whole poems I’ve shared on here, ten pieces of my soul. I’m feeling a bit braver now, a bit more like I love what I’m doing and I love the feeling that people, however few, are reading my work, however crappy. Watch this space, as ever.
Poetry Corner | Poem #8
I’m not really sure the kind of work I want to share on my blog – the really personal poems, the long ones, the tiny little 1am thought ones, the haikus? I want to be able to share my favourite things, everything that means a lot to me, but I also want it to be the […]
POETRY CORNER | POEM #7: Force of Nature
Because you cannot choose the way you are anymore than you can choose your own blood. And maybe I’m biased, but a monsoon beats a drought any day.
Poetry Corner | Poem #5: Roots and Stars
I’ve got to keep growing, upwards and downwards, to get to where I want to be. Just watch.
Poetry Corner | Poem #4
Because even when I’m somewhere I love, I can’t stop thinking about somewhere else. That’s the blessing and the curse of feeling at home everywhere and nowhere.
Bethany Wren 