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/) https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=MOORBY+JONES spotify:artist:07MDD5MK9MnRGSEZwbsas9 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

DOG SUTRAS

Posted on Dec 23, 2020 by Dick Jones

DOG SUTRAS Dog Sutras §12we make it homejust as the sundies in its own fire Dog Sutras §13here at the pondthe light swallowsthe huge trees Dog Sutras §14crow jane ladyin your housein the windflying still

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Posted on Dec 20, 2020 by Dick Jones

SHIP TO SHORE Here I am, said the old manstill young, trapped betweenship and shore. I understand that we’re always on the gangplank, having just arrived or just heading for departure. There’s always someone to talk to, someone pausing to … Continue reading →

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DOG SUTRAS

Posted on Dec 3, 2020 by Dick Jones

dog sutra §1 leaves turn into butterfliesthey’ve understood that as winter bitesthey might fly away dog sutra §2 leaves go to earthberries hanglike bright bells dog sutra §3 the two of usyou runningquicksilverinto your futureme as slowas one step forwardand then … Continue reading →

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DOG SUTRAS §1.

Posted on Nov 27, 2020 by Dick Jones

The Dog Sutras and their accompanying photos all derive from walks with Lupin across and around the fields, meadows and woodland near our home in North Hertfordshire. §§§ leaves go to earth berries hang like bright bells

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EXHAUSTED CLICHES AND MIXED METAPHORS

Posted on Nov 7, 2020 by Dick Jones

‘Songwriters are not poets, Or songs are not poems, I should say. In fact, songs are often bad poems. Take the music away and what you’re left with is often an awkward piece of creative writing full of lumpy syllables, … Continue reading →

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NEW POEMS

Posted on Oct 30, 2020 by Dick Jones

                                                                      Right from the beginning of … Continue reading →

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FLIGHTPATHS – POEMS ABOUT AEROPLANES

Posted on Sep 14, 2020 by Dick Jones

We all of us – well, many of us – carry through from childhood certain key interests or preoccupations. Living under what was then the London Airport flightpath, I grew accustomed to seeing at comfortable height pretty much everything that … Continue reading →

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DREAM DAD – a live reading.

Posted on Jul 15, 2020 by Dick Jones

                                       DREAM DAD by DICK JONES                                 … Continue reading →

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Lockdown Readings §1: PILLOW

Posted on Jun 29, 2020 by Dick Jones
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LOCKDOWN

Posted on Jun 10, 2020 by Dick Jones

LOCKDOWN Back to the beginning, then. Who lives here still? Some shepherd swain chewing on a stem, staring over the lonely treetops? Fool if you expected silence, or thought that the trees would be empty. But the contrails have gone … Continue reading →

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