I’m having a bit of a Goldilocks moment.
My favourite kitchen / writing chair has collapsed, after many years service and much ominous groaning / creaking; I am bereft. Comfy for typing, reading and even occasional lounging – I fear I will not see its like again.
Look out for a pyre of wicker, floating on the North Dublin canal, en route to Chair Valhalla. Poems will be written, songs will be sung, in its honour.
This is a grave setback, as clearly no writing proper can be attempted without a suitably empathic chair. I’ve dragged various others from around the house and tried them out in its place but none will do – one is too tall, another too short, one too hard, another too narrow. A writing chair needs to be just right.
Maybe A Week in Words will distract me from the dilemma.
You probably didn’t notice, ‘cos it’s quite a low-key, marginal, cult-ish affair, but Valentine’s Day took place last week, so there may be one or two allusions to it in this week’s A Week in Words.
If poetry be the food of love, read on.
I was off a-reading at The Ash Sessions: Cover of Love yesterday (more of that, coming soon) so the Sunday round-up comes to you Monday instead. Surely, the declamation of love poetry on the streets of Ranelagh, warming the hearts and minds of the populace is a thoroughly acceptable excuse?
Here’s what caught my eye, ear and funny bone this week.
I come across a lot of great articles on-line about poetry, writing, creativity and the Arts and usually share them on my Facebook page / Twitter. Of course, if you’re not on Facebook or Twitter (seriously?), and even if you are, it’s all to easy to miss out on a gem.
So, I’m going to do a round-up post once a week of my favourite reads to enjoy over Sunday brunch or relaxing, with your feet up in the evening.