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Why write poetry, Poet?
I write to cleanse my soul. To put into words pain, fear, anger, sorrow and laughter - all those human emotions.
How did you get started writing poetry?
Until today, I have led a rather nomadic life, from Normandy to Provence, from Hampshire to Shetland.
On the way, I survived a horrific car crash in South Oxfordshire. Quite a milestone it proved to be!
Whereas my memory deleted this accident permanently, I started to feel the urge to express myself - thus beginning to "play" with words and rhymes… in English with "My Book of Dreams" and in French with "Le Coeur Caché" ("Hidden Heart").
Who were your influences?
The power of imagination remains a fantastic ally when one feels sad and/or lonely.
Inspiration floats in the air. It is everywhere: in the sky, on the sea, in people's beauty, or in one's travels!
While my child's eyes were dreaming on the horizon line, my adult ones fell in Love with Scotland - the Highlands and Islands: so much we share.
Here I feel "at home" at last, amidst new friends, notably within the South Mainland Writers Group . … to celebrate life.
I dedicate my work to David, Taina, Kate, my family and my masters, as well as to Alex Cluness, Robert Louis Stevenson, and Charles Baudelaire.
Publications in the Pipeline.
My Book Of Dreams undertakes this formidable voyage to the centre of "my" Earth: a collection of verse in which, you - the adventurous reader - will be transported through the nebulae of my world… from the depths of my soul to those of the oceans - via a myriad of amazing places.
Reader, my dear friend… thou shall become the Arctic Tern!
Examples of poetry.
Who are the Scots?
Jenny Geddes (c.1600 - 1660) An Edinburgh stall-holder, famous for a solitary act of defiance. She threw a stool at the Bishop in St. Giles in protest at the introduction of the much resented English prayer book, which was regarded as Roman Catholic by Scottish Presbyterians. Her words were 'Thou false thief; dost thou say Mass at ma lug?'