Author Archives: Dick Jones

About Dick Jones

I'm a post-retirement Drama teacher, currently working part-time. I have a grown-up son and daughter, three grandchildren and three young children from my second marriage. I write - principally poetry but prose too, both fitfully published. My poetry collection Ancient Lights is published by Phoenicia Publishing (www.phoeniciapublishing.com) and my translation of Blaise Cendrars' 'Trans-Siberian Prosody and Little Jeanne from France' (illustrated by my friend, the artist, writer and long-time blogger Natalie d'Arbeloff) is published by Old Stile Press (www.oldstilepress.com). I play bass guitar & bouzouki in the song-based acoustic/electric trio Moorby Jones, playing entirely original material (https://www.facebook.com/moorbyjones?ref=aymt_homepage_panel + http://www.moorbyjones.net/). I play the same instruments in the Celtic/English/Americana/acoustic ambient trio Escher's Dream. (https://www.facebook.com/Eschers-Dream-102838891097545/?modal=admin_todo_tour) I have a dormant blog with posts going back to 2004 at Dick Jones' Patteran Pages - http://patteran.typepad.com - and I'm a radio ham. My callsign is G0EUV
Posted on Sep 6, 2019

THE TIES THAT BIND The morning after you left I drew the curtains on the seven-acre field. Two hares were bowling through the stubble, wind-blown, skidding like broken wheels. They danced and sprung apart and danced again and then were … Continue reading →

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HEART SUTRA 1.

Posted on Aug 31, 2019

Heart Sutra 1. IF I PRAYED (for R, R and M) Dream and fable, the dark that lies on your eyes, or the busy stars that celebrate the open window, this basket of love that binds you – may they … Continue reading →

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JOY

Posted on Aug 17, 2019

DJ and Doug MacGowan, summer 2019. Guitarist, banjoist, singer and songwriter Doug and I have been musical compadres for many years and now with my partner Emma Semple on violin and viola we’re putting together a trio, as yet unnamed. … Continue reading →

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NEW SHERWOOD REMEMBERED…

Posted on Aug 7, 2019

“Education, education, education!” Tony Blair cried 22 years ago as we were promised root and branch change within primary and secondary schools. And there was a massive financial investment in education resulting in a significant increase in the number of … Continue reading →

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Looking for U2…

Posted on Aug 4, 2019

In the summer of 2002 Emma and I took an isolated house in a small inlet along Bertraghboy Bay between Cashel and Roundstone in Connemara. There was electricity and running water, albeit of a peaty brown, but no mobile phone … Continue reading →

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Posted on Jul 24, 2019

MR MOORE’S WALL-CLOCK Mr Moore lived on his own in a lean-to shack (two-roomed and shingle-boarded) at the back of the barn where Grandad kept his car. Clad with roofing felt and thick with tar that bubbled in the sun, … Continue reading →

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CALLING TIME

Posted on Jul 18, 2019

With age comes impermanence. It’s always there, of course, but back then it’s a football team’s trajectory of success, the potted plant that you want to make it past autumn, your child’s delight in things that are not of this … Continue reading →

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