Yes, yes I know I keep banging on about my fucking book! However, if you want one repost this and I’ll do a random winner pick thing by the end of the week because I’m great like that. ♥️📚
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Delighted to be published in The Bournemouth Journal.
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Delighted to be published in Ink Sweat & Tears today
ye gods i only put this up on the offchance, but my mate who works at UCL is on his lunch and sent me a text message to say he has just seen beyoncé coming off the escalator at holborn!! i really think she might be heading for the shop
The Blue Ridge Mountains with partly cloudy sky
Submission Slot ✍️
We're after stories and poems on the theme 'Blue' for our Issue 107 Showcase.
Send up to two stories (up to 2,200 words each) or four poems (up to 40 lines each) on the theme.
Deadline: 9 June 2025
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To be eligible, you must be a former winner/ commended poet in the Foyle Young Poets Award, be aged 18+ & based in the UK or Ireland.
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Please. I have a pamphlet that needs a home.
Delighted to be on the longlist here.
Dithering Chaps have announced our latest longlist following our October-March reading period. You just have to read the collection titles to feel the quality. (We remain open for submissions - April to September reading period starts here...)
Some delightful stuff in this collection. 🧶
Over 160 calls for submissions of poetry, fiction, flash, non-fiction, art, photography & more - competitions, literary journals, residencies, bursaries etc - open or with deadlines in December 2024. Best of luck & pls share!
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More cat shenanigans
![Who list his wealth and ease retain,
Himself let him unknown contain.
Press not too fast in at that gate
Where the return stands by disdain,
For sure, circa Regna tonat.
The high mountains are blasted oft
When the low valley is mild and soft.
Fortune with Health stands at debate;
The fall is grievous from aloft,
And sure, circa Regna tonat.
These bloody days have broken my heart.
My lust, my youth did them depart,
And blind desire of estate.
Who hastes to climb seeks to revert.
Of truth, circa Regna tonat.
The Bell Tower showed me such sight
That in my head sticks day and night.
There did I lean out of a grate,
For all favour, glory, or might,
That yet circa Regna tonat.
By proof, I say, there did I learn:
Wit helpeth not defence too yern [eager],
Of innocency to plead or prate.
Bear low, therefore, give God the stern,
For sure, circa Regna tonat.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:57xkqzxj5wafn4vfuntwdx4d/bafkreierm6v5fs4ebjix2dtxz4yhn5mfsndpxlnqaewgwb2i7n4qthnkwq)
Who list his wealth and ease retain, Himself let him unknown contain. Press not too fast in at that gate Where the return stands by disdain, For sure, circa Regna tonat. The high mountains are blasted oft When the low valley is mild and soft. Fortune with Health stands at debate; The fall is grievous from aloft, And sure, circa Regna tonat. These bloody days have broken my heart. My lust, my youth did them depart, And blind desire of estate. Who hastes to climb seeks to revert. Of truth, circa Regna tonat. The Bell Tower showed me such sight That in my head sticks day and night. There did I lean out of a grate, For all favour, glory, or might, That yet circa Regna tonat. By proof, I say, there did I learn: Wit helpeth not defence too yern [eager], Of innocency to plead or prate. Bear low, therefore, give God the stern, For sure, circa Regna tonat.
![Who list his wealth and ease retain,
Himself let him unknown contain.
Press not too fast in at that gate
Where the return stands by disdain,
For sure, circa Regna tonat.
The high mountains are blasted oft
When the low valley is mild and soft.
Fortune with Health stands at debate;
The fall is grievous from aloft,
And sure, circa Regna tonat.
These bloody days have broken my heart.
My lust, my youth did them depart,
And blind desire of estate.
Who hastes to climb seeks to revert.
Of truth, circa Regna tonat.
The Bell Tower showed me such sight
That in my head sticks day and night.
There did I lean out of a grate,
For all favour, glory, or might,
That yet circa Regna tonat.
By proof, I say, there did I learn:
Wit helpeth not defence too yern [eager],
Of innocency to plead or prate.
Bear low, therefore, give God the stern,
For sure, circa Regna tonat.](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:57xkqzxj5wafn4vfuntwdx4d/bafkreidlpc2qj2p5nibufb6whomc3shfhft4vyirre4ob6cm6xx7tt3iji)
Who list his wealth and ease retain, Himself let him unknown contain. Press not too fast in at that gate Where the return stands by disdain, For sure, circa Regna tonat. The high mountains are blasted oft When the low valley is mild and soft. Fortune with Health stands at debate; The fall is grievous from aloft, And sure, circa Regna tonat. These bloody days have broken my heart. My lust, my youth did them depart, And blind desire of estate. Who hastes to climb seeks to revert. Of truth, circa Regna tonat. The Bell Tower showed me such sight That in my head sticks day and night. There did I lean out of a grate, For all favour, glory, or might, That yet circa Regna tonat. By proof, I say, there did I learn: Wit helpeth not defence too yern [eager], Of innocency to plead or prate. Bear low, therefore, give God the stern, For sure, circa Regna tonat.
If you’re enjoying the new BBC Wolf Hall, I have a poem for you. Written by Thomas Wyatt, the line about ‘the belltower’ to seems almost certainly to attest to the fact that he witnessed the execution of Anne Boleyn while imprisoned in the Tower of London someflowerssoon.substack.com/p/the-bell-t...
Blue British Shorthair Cats
Blue British Shorthairs
