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Monthly Archives: October 2013
Linger on
Sorting through boxes of old junk and papers, clearing things out, I found some old bad poems and some lyrics and guitar chords printed out years ago when learning guitar. Found this gem. Not played it for years and stumble … Continue reading
Dusk (O’Connell Street)
Last year, I was lucky enough to be published in THE SHOp Poetry Magazine, in Dublin. This is the poem:
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Tagged 1916, Big Jim Larkin, Dublin, Dublin Lockout, Irish history, poem, poetry, The SHOp Poetry Magazine
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Perhaps giants exist
Being a teacher can be grim at times, what with Gove on your shoulder like a Medieval gargoyle, demanding a return to Victorian teaching, pressure mounting to get kids through GCSE (whilst Ofqual move the goalposts, making it increasingly tough … Continue reading
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Tagged children, creative thinking, creative writing, Education, free thinking, imagination, Ofqual, Ofsted, poetry, questioning
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