Gained about 40% in mental bandwidth and relaxation. Will only write what I really want to write, for myself. I’ve slowed down. A long soak in a hot bath reading an entire New Yorker article on mornings when I would have been furiously writing letters on my laptop last year. Bliss. More poetry being read and written. Dreaming. Respecting the value of my own space. Generating from within rather than reacting to without. Economies of downsizing: the printed papers for my archive, on a quick calculation, come in at around eighty-nine published last year which cost me a couple of hundred Euro to buy. While some were printed in more than one paper my average hit (known as a ‘land’ in the trade) was close to one a week. I wasn’t being paid for providing my opinion to editors. But landing on the platform was how I scored. My drug of choice.
© Alison Hackett posted 3 March 2020
The Visual Time Traveller
This is a labour of love, insanity, beauty and, perhaps, an attempt to reintegrate history, art and science together again. Simon Cocking Irish Tech News
Not only is she forced to share a small city with da Vinci, he has even turned up in the same postal district. Frank McNally The Irish Times
Her range of language is both staccato and soft, in succinct verse, which encourages you to read this aloud, truly the best way to engage in the emotional depth of a poem.
Deirdre Conroy Sunday Independent
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