Dear Dinah,
thanks for your introduction. Interested on your comments about your
dyslexia. The computer seems to have made a huge difference to you.
Interested too in the way your difference offered you a quiet space to
pursue a very individual take on poetry. I'd love to see some of your work.
Does the radical women's writing group to which you belong publish work. If
so, how can one get one's hands on it?
Re being one poem short of a collection. Maybe leave a blank page in the
middle for the poem to be, or for the reader to imagine or even to write in
themselves.
best wishes
Randolph Healy
Visit the Sound Eye website at:
http://indigo.ie/~tjac/sound_eye_hme.htm
or find more Irish writing at:
http://www.nd.edu/~ndr/issues/ndr7/contents.html
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From: Dayus <[log in to unmask]>
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: An Introduction.
Date: 06 May 2000 22:31
Thanks to everyone who has shown solidarity with new members, and those who
were welcoming. Here is a brief introduction to who I am.
I have been writing poetry since I was a sprog, but nobody noticed because
it was illegible on accounts of my dyslexia. When I was 30 I was diagnosed
and began to take writing seriously, translating it via computer into
something that other people could actually read. Because grammar and the
like historically meant little to me, I started out writing very
experimental stuff - nobody exclaimed "oh look, a poem!" I am now a
member of a radical (you would believe it if you saw the size of Cecilia's
hip flask) women's writing group, on the lovely North Coast of Ireland,
where people frequently say, "that ought to be turned into a poem you
know".
I must admit that I have a lot of reading to catch up on when it comes to
other people's stuff, but I like Swinburn's poem "The forsaken Garden" best
of all as the "death lies dead" ending makes me role about laughing every
time. I also love "Under Milk Wood." I have studied Philosophy, and am
now
studying Peace and Conflict (Northern Ireland is a great place for this).
Both of these subjects sneak into my poems, though I mostly write about
domestic, family and local community matters.
I realised that I must be a poet when I discovered that I was living in a
permanent state of being one poem short of a collection. This, I realise,
has become as much a permanent psychological problem as it is a physical
and
financial one. I won't go on about 'myself' any longer because I also
suffer from post-modernist doubt.
>From this list I hope to get: informed criticism, an insight into what
other
poets are doing, news and events, hot tips on how poets are supposed to
survive.
I look forward to hearing from you all,
Dinah Dayus.
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