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A page and index of Glyn Watkins' poemsA lot of my poems have no title so the first line is used to index.A lot were also created with a linked graphic.
A Bass Fairwell. About the bass guitar Selections from Walburgas forgetting-forgivingThere will be more imformation about the poems and pictures on here than in Walburgas forgetting - forgiving. |
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This poem is on page 30 of the book, and has a title - which is quite unusual for me - but I have no idea when I wrote it, which is not at all unusual for me. My guess is some time in the early 90's. This is one of the lost poems, lost in great drifts of sneeze inducing paper. It is the poem I was second most happy to find again, and it contains some of the few lines of my own poetry I can remember (the paper remembers what I wrote much better than I ever can). I actually managed to copy out the same lines incorrectly when I wrote them out for this page, but it is fixed now. |
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This poem and picture are on page 27 of Walburgas forgetting - forgiving. It was a birthday card I did in late 80's or early 90's. I kept a black and white photocopy of what was, probably, originally a colour picture. Re-typing the text was simple, but I had to spend a long time with the picture, using both Appleworks and Photoshop Elements. This jpeg version is slightly different in text/picture size to the Walburgas forgetting - forgiving; and the picture is very different to the version that appearred in the handmade Walburgas; which was, in turn, different from the copy I started with. ![]() Large Shakespeare image Text of Shakespeare image ![]() Text only version Massive, and slow to load, version
This poem and image is on page 26 of the book. It was created, probably in the 90's, for the birthday for someone I fancied, which was on the 25th October, St Crispin's Day.
Fields of Dreams
This poem was written about a troubled time and place. I recently met someone on an early train to Leeds, who not only remebered getting one of the the original cards, but also remebered some of the words. 10. 3. 2005. ![]() Text only version
I guessed that this was the second Walburgas Card I did, after laying out the ones I could find in, what looked like, the right order. The original was black and white I added colour when I ended up putting this poem on the inside cover of the book, which was colour printed so it would have been stupid not to make the whole card image coloured to take advantage |
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