107/2023
chart music numbs with boredom old music with regret once upon a time dirges in the park irrelevant memory there is still life in the ageing brain not a still… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
chart music numbs with boredom old music with regret once upon a time dirges in the park irrelevant memory there is still life in the ageing brain not a still… Continue Reading
#FASTIDIOUSÂ Is not a word to be used about me Nor in modern poetry. If I were TSE I might Try to find a convoluted counterpoint To it, or if… Continue Reading
The first draft of Aggie’s Art Of Happiness is complete. I finished it at 17:40 this afternoon. I don’t know how to feel about it, to be honest. I had a… Continue Reading
It’s been a very busy day, and I must admit I’m sort of thriving on it. I have started getting up earlier, getting in here and getting on. Maybe I’m… Continue Reading
I closed yesterday by saying that the colour of tyranny is irrelevant. The proof of the pudding is evidently in the eating. Braverman, a woman of colour, has just been… Continue Reading
Yesterday evening, after work, I started recording a pre-record I’m putting out on Radio Stradbroke on Saturday, Episode 4 of my 12-inch vinyl 12-inch singles. Got up at 7 and… Continue Reading
Back to normal again today, finally, at least on the radio. I decided it was fine, sitting in for Marty, to play some loud sweary stuff, and to play some… Continue Reading
The rain woke me at 2am. It sounded like the gutters of all the houses in the street were overflowing. The noise was overwhelming, and the sound of the water… Continue Reading
It’s dark in the office. Late afternoon. The ceiling light isn’t on, just the angle-poise above my desk. The sun is already dipping below the houses in the street, and… Continue Reading
Let’s face it. Self-editing is all very well, but depression knows no self-editing. I slept solidly but badly, if that makes sense, was at my desk here by 7:45 putting… Continue Reading