Looking back through poems, found this one, can’t figure why it didn’t make its way into ‘Shorts -a take on poetry’ – I guess I had a reason, can’t think why, next book a possibility, it reads as me…
Damn – I’ve got a bad attack of cover envy! Another gem from Potter’s Grove Press for your consideration…
Potter’s Grove Press is happy to announce the upcoming release of – A Declaration of Our Rippling Days by Eric Keegan. eBook and paperback will be available through Amazon on February 9, 2021.
You can pre-order the eBook here
Our days roll onward like an oceanic tide, mirroring the ever-moving human element that defines precisely who we are. During the more trying moments, we feel as if we’re surging out to sea without a floatation device. When grandeur and enlightenment take a prominent position within our worlds, we drift back towards the shore and find relief in the wavering sands. A Declaration of Our Rippling Days is a poetry collection that will guide the reader through these ebbs and flows while taking them on a journey from furrowed emotional lows to breathtakingly inspired summits.
‘Shorts – a take on poetry’ is EDC’s first offering, 158 poems presented, one, two, three a page, and as a poem plus a line, you know the kind, drawn from EDC blog posts made 2014 to end of 2019 – the River Dixon (Potter’s Grove Press) re-blog gives a link to Amazon where you are – in the UK an ebook for less than a pound and a paperback for just over a fiver for a limited time. My best to all out there – ‘Shorts’ wouldn’t exist without you.
As we approach the clock change, let time fall back an hour, a throwback post today at the Go Dog Go Cafe where I contribute now and then…
False dawn before the clock change
within darkness comes his fall
holes dug laid out before him
loose words piled high ignored
heavy hands of time push back
let him swallow on his lies
her tears wet over
raked old ground subsides
Eric Daniel Clarke (aka EDC Writing) is an Englishman, raised and schooled in Devon close to its Somerset and Dorset borders, and the World Heritage Jurassic Coast. He has spent his adult life near the River Thames, in Buckinghamshire and Berkshire, working as a scientist at the boundaries of the physical and life sciences. Now in his later years he finds himself writing poetry and prose, using words in place of molecules to explore life’s boundaries; observed, imagined, of his mind and yours.
Second editions, new covers, new deal – author Lucy Brazier – PorterGirl – Deputy Head Porter – for real!
A Deadly virus. Lockdown. Fake news. The worst world leaders in living memory. None of these exist in Old College – although there are murders, secret societies, spurious shenanigans and rather a lot of tea. The entire PorterGirl collection is available for only 99p a pop from 12th – 18th October. Now – that really is something to smile about.
You’ve got a book on Amazon – what next? This post I came across via the ever useful ‘Chris The Story Reading Ape’s Blog’ could be the missing link that helps you (and me) get your book noticed… it’s got me thinking and doing something about it…
on Smart Authors Lab:
Your book is finally live on Amazon, congratulations! But now what? In this post I’m going to reveal the five things you must do once your book is live on Amazon. These will make sure it gets discovered and bought. Plus I have a bonus tip that you’re not going to want to miss.
Being on Amazon is not enough
You probably know by now that it’s not enough to simply have your book listed on Amazon. For readers to find it, you need to position it in such a way that it can readers can actually discover it. And when people do find your book, you need what we in marketing would call a ‘conversion focused’ listing. That means when people land on your book page, they’re more likely to click the buy button.
Two things that are really important for a book to do well…
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For a second week, Esther Chilton has kindly had me as a guest on her blog – this poem (quite long for me) sums up where my short poems come from…
I hope you’ve had a good week. It’s now time for my guest post. If you’d like to feature as a guest on my blog, please get in touch. I’m looking for stories and non-fiction pieces of up to 1500 words and poems of up to 40 lines. If you can also send me a photo and a little bit about yourself too, that would be great. Please send them to email@example.com
Last week, my guest writer was Eric Clarke, with his poem England – Isolated Views. To read it, click here. And here’s another one from him for you to enjoy:
A Take On Poetry
Beaconsfield to Marylebone
Maidenhead to Paddington
Windsor to Waterloo
lines in, and out again
Exeter from all begun
Devon left, half century on
River Thames meandering
fields beside, counties bridged
Buckinghamshire, Berkshire views
English ways, getting there
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My thanks to my good friend, writer, tutor, editor, Esther Chilton for featuring me as a guest on her blog today. My poem ‘England – Isolated Views’ is a compilation of individual short poems posted March through to July – it’s a strange feeling looking back at words written of the moment in times we’re living through.
It’s Friday and time for my guest post. If you’d like to feature as a guest on my blog, please get in touch. I’m looking for stories and non-fiction pieces of up to 1500 words and poems of up to 40 lines. If you can also send me a photo and a little bit about yourself too, that would be great. Please send them to firstname.lastname@example.org
This week’s guest writer is Eric Clarke. I first met Eric at the London Book Fair a few years ago. We’ve become good friends since then and I’ve watched with interest as his work has deservedly become recognised. Recently, Eric had his first collection of poems, Shorts, published by Potter’s Grove Press. Here’s a little bit more about him:
Eric Daniel Clarke (aka EDC Writing) is an Englishman, raised and schooled in Devon close to its Somerset and Dorset borders…
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‘Lost Voice’ – remarkable writing from author Lucy Brazier, the most English voice I know…
I have lost my voice.
I don’t know where it’s gone, all I know is the harder I try to find it, the further away it feels.
As I scrabble for the words, they vanish as mist in my mind. Like trying to grasp the memory of a dream in that twilight time before sleep and waking.
I wonder if I have used up all my words. They used to flow unbidden from places inside, sometimes deep within, other times from that bubbling layer of innovation that lies just below the surface. Stories would weave themselves unprompted and thoughts and ideas would bloom in black and white.
And now I cannot find them.
In a world where self-expression is all but demanded, I am impotent. When words are all I am, am I really anything at all?
And then there is the fear.
The fear of that demanded self-expression –…
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A true story from a while ago I posted over at the Go Dog Go Cafe today…
Flash fiction from 2017; from a memory much further back than then:
He stands a foot from the wall, illuminated by strobe lit blobs and spheres, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cold beer. 10 pm he’d guess, summer darkness outside lures moths to flight, rhythm finds his feet, yet too soon for moves. She takes to the floor, perfection, slight yet curved, green eyed blonde, focal point of his desire. No smile, yet politely declines the handsome, or just confident, dancing with her sister or maybe a friend. He buys a second beer, a small one, returns, his space still there a few metres from her presence. 11.30 pm checks his time, no chance, better men have tried, he moves. She turns to face his walk towards her, the beat slows, traces a smile, no words, her fingers behind his neck stroke him closer, his hands…
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