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I have had the good fortune to be invited as one of 15 poets to be interviewed on a radio program that will document World Poetry Month in April.  Here are some of the details: Poets around the world call for a World Poetry Month. Fifteen poets from such places...

I made a special appearance for red nose day: http://claylowe.smugmug.com/photos/490764674_Bn9zR-S.jpg

I am in a place of being…not talking about being or thinking about being, but being and doing being and being being and living being.  I am a human…being.

We are a time-clock civilization.  We wear time on our wrist.  We hang time on our walls.  We have time in the corner of our TV screens.  We have time on the dashboard of the cars we drive.  We have time on mobile phones, console games, town squares, microwaves, cookers,...

An old family friend was visiting us.  She looked at Ruth and said to me:  “She looks good.  She doesn’t look haggard, which means you are being good to her.” “What about me?’” I asked.  “Do I look haggard?”  The old lady placed her hands on my cheeks and inspected...

He walked up to the roof of the hotel to get some fresh air and watch the night sky turn to dawn.  The time between dusk and dawn is meant to be a time of magic.  At the precise moment when it is neither night nor day, the gods can...

Poor human hearts pounding everywhere, lying in their beds, walking their dogs, worrying about their future, dwelling on how their life took a wrong turn as they ride the bus to work in the morning.  I’m lying here in my hotel bed.  No other guest are stirring at this hour. ...

And what does it matter in the end, the prince and the pauper travel different roads to reach the same end, buried six feet beneath cold earth, food for the worms and a silent eternity.

I’ve heard the eternal footman hold my coat and laugh hysterically, and I laughed with him!  You have no choice but to play the game hard and fast because he’s always riding your ass and one day the bell will toll for you.

Civilization is only good for the very weak and the very clever; the strong lose their natural Darwinistic advantage.  The weak can get a way with shit they would never pull if they didn’t have the law to protect them, like the counter clerk who gives you attitude because they...

Driving down the motorway at 5.30 in the morning, I can’t help but think we are little more than sophisticated ants.  The central government plays the role of the queen ant.  We play the role of the workers, warriors, and consorts.  No one asks if you want to belong to...

You can’t trust people.  They will only let you down.  The things you say are taken out of context and used against you.  They will cut you deep with your own words and stand and watch you bleed.  I will keep my words shallow with no depth and no meaning...

I am glad I did the things I did when I was young.  I lived hard and played hard as a soldier and a young man.  I see some of these young kids in the call centre and I think what a waste of youth.  I am working with a...

Life has been trying to creep back into my consciousness. Or least all those things that try to distract me and pass themselves off as life – like death and taxes. It seems that when I live in the now, all sorts of other things build up in the periphery...

I am back home after another week in Rayleigh. The hotel I stay in during the week only serves food that I have to ask someone what it is.  Yes, I could go out in town to get a bite, but my dinner allowance is mixed in with the hotel...