It only seems fair that as well as my own writing I share those words I find inspirational too, right? 🙂 I was given a book of contemporary poetry for Christmas (thank you Mr.H) which is turning out to be insightful in so many ways. In combining thematic poetry of the last century, Bloodaxe Publishing…
Author: Caroline Hardaker
What Connects
I love writing which sounds like an outburst. I suppose that’s quite a simplistic statement but it’s true nonetheless. A flash of automatic writing and a story combined. One of my more rhythmic bursting poems has been published on the I am not a Silent Poet blog. Occasionally I do have a bit of an…
Midwinter Special 2015 – Part One
Originally posted on Three Drops from a Cauldron:
Part One of our Midwinter Special 2015 e-issue is now live! http://issuu.com/threedropsfromacauldron/docs/three_drops_from_a_cauldron_midwint?e=17943932/31657368 Featuring poetry and flash fiction by: Dennis Trujillo, Sarah Ann Winn, Rebecca Gethin, RMJ Graham, Monica Shah, Caroline Hardaker, Helen May Williams, Carole Bromley, Nate Maxson, Danielle Matthews, Mary Franklin, Kim Malinowski, Erin Lale, Rhiannon…
Pankhearst Fresh – Pestle and Mortar
My poem Pestle and Mortar was the Fresh Poem of the week on the Pankhearst Blog today. Here’s the link! Pestle and Mortar Making it be, herb by herb and crafting laughter sown from buds of wilted ends (either for lovers or for friends), no sparks or smokes but a burnt ring, brown and thin…
The Thing on Your Shoulder
You Are The Thing on Your Shoulder: Which would you be, if you couldn’t quite see the way ahead, whether you were living or in fact, dead? Do you sing like a bard or drive your purpose hard through the darkling night? Do you like the light? © Caroline Hardaker 2015 …
Journal#1: Words! Pictures! Sounds!
This is most definitely a bit of an experiment. A place to gather together words and pictures and ideas and all that jazz. Not just my jazz – but other people’s jazz too, if it’s snazzy enough (snazzy is even more jazzy than jazz). We all use words everyday, we say them without thinking most…
