The Diameter of the Bomb

I love France.

I’ve been there many times.

In fact, I love it so much, I’d even go as far as calling it my spiritual home.

I posted this poem a couple of years ago after the Boston bombing.

I can’t think of anything more poignant right now, other than to repost it in memory of all the people who lost their lives, not just in Paris, but also in Beirut and Egypt.



The Diameter of the Bomb

by Yehuda Amichai


The diameter of the bomb was thirty centimeters

And the diameter of its effective range about seven meters,

With four dead and eleven wounded.

And around these, in a larger circle

Of pain and time, two hospitals are scattered

And one graveyard. But the young woman

Who was buried in the city she came from,

At a distance of more than a hundred kilometers,

Enlarges the circle considerably,

And the solitary man mourning her death

At the distant shores of a country far across the sea

Includes the entire world in the circle.

And I won’t even mention the crying of orphans

That reaches up to the throne of God and

Beyond, making

A circle with no end and no God.


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Stellar new haiku



I can see the stars

Rotating in unison.

No, wait, it’s the clouds.




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Find me where I am most ruined…

This is probably one of the most beautifully profound things I have ever read.

It’s by a young lady called Rune Lazuli.

Check out her Facebook page here.



Rune Lazuli

Rune Lazuli


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Happy National Poetry Day

Today is National Poetry Day.

Here’s one I prepared earlier.

Much earlier.


By David Milligan-Croft.
Sometimes, you might hear a bang-

Like something has been knocked over.

And, you shout out,
“Hey! What are you two up to?”

Sometimes, you go upstairs,

You know, to check on the girls.

To make sure they haven’t kicked off

Their duvets, or fallen out of bed.

But, when you go up,

You realise they’re not there anymore.

And, for a moment,

You thought life

Was like it was before.


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That’ll do, Dave. That’ll do.

Old farmer Cameron has been bandying about the insults at today’s Tory Party Conference.




Okay, let’s try to dissect what David Cameron actually meant when he accused Labour leader, Jeremy Corbyn, of being: “security threatening, terrorist-sympathising, Britain-hating”.

Let’s take “security threatening” first. 

Corbyn wants world peace.

He doesn’t want to bomb Syria.

He wants nuclear disarmament.
Yes, he sounds like a real threat to me.
Next, we have terrorist-sympathising”.
Corbyn thinks we should open a dialogue with all interested parties in conflict. These could be governments, political parties or terrorist organisations. A bit like we did with the IRA when it came to the Good Friday Agreement.
Talk, before bombs? Who knows, it could work.
Lastly, Britain-hating”.
Like me, Corbyn has no-truck with the monarchy.
Indeed, I would like my daughters to have the chance of being the democratically elected head of state. Instead of the out-dated, eternally privileged, palace dwelling, tax-dodging, freeloaders we have now.
What I hate about that ‘kind’ of Britain, is that the public school educated elite believe they have the right to lord it over plebs like me ad infinitum.
So, Babe, before you start dishing out the insults, I suggest you take a leaf out of Mr. Corbyn’s book, and try a fresh approach to governance to create a New Britain. One that protects its citizens, (yes, even the poor ones). A country that educates its children and takes care of its sick. A nation that welcome diverse cultures and strives towards a peaceful world with fewer bombs and more dialogue.
And, no Dave, HP Sauce is not a lube.

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What’s the Score?

I was listening to Radio 5 t’other day and film critic Mark Kermode was giving a whippersnapper some advice on the best music scores in films.

Of course, all the movies Kermode picked were complete pants. But it did get me pondering how crucial a soundtrack is to a film. And, when done correctly, can infinitely improve a movie from great – to masterpiece.

So, here are my top five. Actually, there are six. Because I couldn’t decide which one of these to leave out.

First up is Betty Blue. Composed by Gabriel Yared and directed by Jean-Jacques Beineix.


Next up, Paris, Texas. Composed by Ry Cooder, directed by Wim Wenders.


These aren’t in any particular order, by the way. Next is The Piano. Composed by Michael Nyman and directed by Jane Campion.


Who could forget The Soggy Bottom Boys? This classic from O’ Brother, Where Art Thou?. Composed by T Bone Burnett, directed by the Coen Brothers.

Aimee Mann isn’t actually credited as the composer of Magnolia. But apart from a Supertramp song at the end, the entire soundtrack is by her. Directed by P.T. Anderson.

I couldn’t resist popping in another masterpiece by Michael Nyman. This time for The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover, directed by Peter Greenaway.
All absolutely brilliant movies and worth checking out.
I’m sure there are many more I could’ve chosen. The Godfather springs to mind, as does Jaws.
All alternative suggestions welcome.



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Love for Sale – only 99p!

My first novel, Love is Blood, is on Sale for a paltry 99p!

That’s a lot of love action for not a lot of lolly.

(And that’s an awful lot of alliteration for just one sentence.)

But it’s only available at this discounted rate for 7 days.

Yes, that’s 7 days to stock up on some serious lovin’.

And a smidgen of cosmic-destiny malarkey.

Not forgetting, a mite of exotic locations: Corsica, South of France, Ireland and New York.

Oh, and a bit of terrorism. (Well, it is all the rage at the moment.)

So, hightail it over to Amazon by simply clicking on the cover image, and make an old man very happy. Pretty much like the book, really.


And for our American cousins, click here: Love is Blood.

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