Sunday, 18 July 2010
Sunday night is.... Simply the Best
Tina Turner in 1994. By request for Gwilym (Poet in Residence elsewhere but often in welcome visitation here) and his devotion to Blackburn Rovers. Appropriately enough, 1994 was the beginning of the big year when Blackburn won the Premier League. There haven't been too many of those years, not at least since 1913-14.
There is something about Tina's movement that is almost genderless. She takes possession of the stage and romps on it in an ecstatic strop. I can't believe she has ever been graceful in her life, but she gives space hell.
At the column on the right you might note, near the bottom, new direct links to Amazon for some of my recent books and associated. I was persuaded this was a good idea, and it might well be. You buy a book through the link and I make about 30p. It is clearly a quick way to making a fortune.
There is also another new link under Writers' Websites. It is Touchy Poem and belongs to Aniket Kaushal from India who puts up old English language poems. There are a number of poems by Ella Wheeler Wilcox there now.