The Swansong of Leatherhead KT22, poem by Marion Clarke (WHEN I MOVED Poetry and Prose Series)

Ah, the memories

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The Running HorseThe Swansong of Leatherhead KT22
by Marion Clarke

As if by magic,
next door’s ginger cat appears,
muzzles its way along
the newly washed panes.

“Bye, bye, puthy tat!”
my toddler exclaims,
flattening his palms against glass.
A faint trace remains . . .
then evaporates.

A few minutes later,
I close the front door
of our family home.

My husband, all business,
checks passports and tickets.
I attempt to quell
the hot threat of tears,
to oppose the swell
of a hundred indecisions.

Outside, by a garden bonfire,
a sad-eyed neighbour smiles.
I watch the yellow smoke
spiral upwards . . .
then disappear.

SOURCE: Published in Poetry NI’s FourXFour Journal, Issue 14, Autumn 2014.

ABOUT THE POEM: This poem was inspired by a few lines from T.S. Eliot’s “The Lovesong of J Alfred Prufock.”

AUTHOR’S PHOTO CAPTION: The Running Horse, Leatherhead, built in the fifteenth century is…

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There’s something about clowns…

Okay, so the subject in Henri Rosseau’s Carnival Evening, 1886 is the character, Pierrot rather than a clown, but the dark, surreal atmosphere in the painting had the same effect on me as creepy clowns and carnivals. Think American Horror – particularly its Freak Show season

When I spotted that Rosseau’s painting was the prompt for Creative Writing Ink’s latest monthly competition, I had to enter. There is such a mysterious atmosphere in this forest landscape with its phosphorescent couple and I tried to imagine who the strange, bodiless face belonged to at the side of the structure. I think he is secretly watching them…

I decided to combine the image with a haiku to create a haunting haiga and hope you (and the judges!) enjoy it.



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Monday blues turn pink!


Some good news this morning! I have participated several times in London’s Financial Times Workplace Haiku Competition that has been running every fortnight for the last eighteen months. During that period, I was fortunate enough to have had some of my submission selected and learned today that one was chosen the final list of favourites.🙂

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Below is the senryu that was chosen.

FT new boss


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Visiting Sheelin, poem by Marion Clarke (MY MANE MEMORIES Poetry & Prose Series)

Visiting Sheelin
Marion Clarke

“Let me brush your hair,” you say,
“how’d you get it in such a state?”

And you scramble up onto those sharp, little knees
on that huge, unyielding hospital bed.

My friend and I, both college crows,
pick through the bones of your lunch leftovers.

You tut in mock annoyance,
I laugh with fake enjoyment
and relate how my tutor had to shake me awake
during a lesson, after Thursday’s folk session
in the student union bar.

My voice sounds shrill
as I babble to fill this sanitised space,
to chase away the silence
that frightens.

In those light-blue eyes, a knowing look
that belies your sixteen years,
no longer disguises that which
I will not — no, cannot — acknowledge.

And you hum as you brush
my unruly curls,
and I’m glad of a fringe
that covers my eyes.

Cherry Tree House, October, 1986
Royal Victoria Hospital for Sick Children


Source: Visiting Sheelin, poem by Marion Clarke (MY MANE MEMORIES Poetry & Prose Series)

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Like father, like son – poetry in the genes

‘It concentrates you…it encourages deep reading, rather than the skim that the world is getting used to – this McDonald’s, fast-food language.”

So says poet and musician, Adrian Rice, on the result of taking a good poem seriously in ‘this age of distraction.’

In a fascinating interview for online literary journal, Numéro Cinq, Gerard Beirne invites father and son poets Adrian and Matthew Rice to talk about their writing process, their individual inspiration and possible influence on each other’s work.

Adrian is now settled in Hickory, North Carolina, where he lives with his wife, Molly and their young son, Micah. Matthew addresses us from Carrickfergus, in his native Northern Ireland. Due to technical difficulties, Beirne has edited his questions out of the recording which, oddly enough, hasn’t impacted on the interview (these two can talk!)

Adrian, whose first poetry collection was published in 1990, explains that for a long time he considered himself a reader rather than a writer of poetry. He reveals that at the age of twenty-six he finally accepted that he had written his first poem when his friend, artist Ross Wilson confirmed it as such. Since then he has had several collection of poetry published and won numerous awards.

Matthew on the other hand, appears to have enjoyed a childhood that was immersed in poetry and art, remembering drawing with Wilson in his studio and visits from his father’s poet friends, including Tom Paulin and Ian Duhig.

“Poetry was almost like a ghost in the house that was haunting, in a nice way.”

He reveals that he ‘read and read’ when his dad got rid of the television after the family moved to Islandmagee on the coast of County Antrim. However, it is interesting to hear that he waited until his was almost exactly the same age as his father before he put pen to paper. He has recently compiled his first poetry collection.

The full interview can be read here Uimhir a Cúig | Interview & Poems — Adrian Rice & Matthew Rice

Thanks to Colin Dardis of Poetry NI for sharing.



Matthew and Adrian Rice

I first ‘met’ Adrian Rice virtually when we both posted a tribute poem on the ‘Seamus Heaney – In Memorium’ website after the sad news of the great poet’s death. I spotted his name and messaged him to say I thought we had a mutual friend in a certain Padraig McGuiness (the musician from his university days mentioned in this interview) We still haven’t met in person, but have been communicating online ever since.

I hope to meet Matt for the first time this weekend at the launch of an anthology entitled Connections. This new collection of poetry from Northern Ireland will be published by Community Arts Partnership, Belfast, as part of its Poetry in Motion project. Matt and I have a number of poems in the anthology.  At the event he will also read his poem that has been longlisted in the Seamus Heaney Awards for New Writing.

UPDATE: 13th March
Well, I was delighted to catch up with Matt at the Heaney Awards this afternoon in Belfast and afterwards we both enjoyed a friendly chat with celebrated Northern Irish poet, Frank Ormsby.

B&W matt and me

Above, with Matthew Rice
Below, with Frank Ormsby


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Halogen days



Written for a photo prompt over at Creative Writing Ink Why not have a go?!


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Muse India – Triveni feature


“In Hindu tradition, Triveni refers to the confluence of three major rivers, the Ganga, the Yamuna and the Saraswati, at a place called Prayag. But here at Muse India, it signifies the coming together of Japan, India, and the rest of the world in poetry.” Kala Ramesh

Kala Ramesh is an acknowledged exponent of Japanese short form poetry and teacher of haiku, senryu, tanka, haibun and renka at the Symbiosis International University in Pune, India. For several years, I have been enjoying her work on Jane Reichold’s international online poetry forum, AHA, of which Kala and I are both active members.

Last October I noticed a submission call on AHA for short form poetry for a feature Kala was compiling in her role as  Contributing Editor to the literary e-journal Muse India. She was seeking work from Indians that drew upon their ‘cultural memory’, inspired by childhood experiences and traditions, as well as influential figures such as Mahatma Gandhi. From the rest of us in the world she requested poetry that dealt with any experience of India such as a visit to the country or exposure to festivals, music or Indian film.

I have been fortunate enough to have made trips to Mumbai and Delhi back in 2009 for a holiday and a wedding. The sights, sounds, smells and tastes of India have stayed with me ever since, so I wrote  some haiku and hagia (art/photography & haiku) which I submitted for consideration.

I was delighted when Kala accepted some of this work, which is featured here in Triveni. I produced the haiga above (also published) using a photograph taken at sunset on Juhu beach, Mumbai. The senryu below was inspired by a moment in the gardens of the Lotus Temple in Delhi, where we spotted a beautiful girl accompanied by an armed guard. She looked like a princess or a film star and stopped to chat to my six-year old daughter, Taryn.

wedding celebration
my daughter asks
is this Bollywood?



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Happy New Year!



May all your wishes come true in 2016

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Hot off the press this morning, Issue 14 of Poetry NI journal, FourXFour – four poems by four poets from Northern Ireland.



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Tasty kukai!

E diplomaThanks to inspiration from my daughter, I’m flying the flag for Northern Ireland in the latest European Quarterly Kukai.

A kukai is a haiku event in which participants write to a theme provided by the organiser, often a kigo, or ‘season word’.

After the deadline, each participant receives an anonymous list of entries and invited to vote for their favourite poems. When the results have been tallied, everyone receives an email revealing the identity of all the participants and the number of votes received for each haiku.

It’s really just for fun, but I love reading all the different interpretations of the same topic from poets around the world. This quarter, the theme was ‘food’ and my entry was inspired by my daughter Taryn’s early baking skills.🙂

European Kukai

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