Blog of Susannah Quinsee about life, work, parenthood and play
I was thinking about poems I had read as a child and came upon this one, which must be a bit of a “classic” children’s poem. Although I’m not a huge fan of Romantic poets, I did study them for Continue reading The Tyger, William Blake
Was wondering how to end my week of women’s poetry and Queen Elizabeth I seemed a pretty good finish. I have always had a fascination with Elizabeth I and that was partly why I was drawn to study Renaissance literature. Continue reading When I was Fair and Young, Queen Elizabeth I
I felt rather uninspired today, I have to be honest. Feel like I have rediscovered a lot of poems and writers I had forgotten about but now where to go? So I have left this for a while and then Continue reading The Orange, Wendy Cope
Given that my theme this week has been women poets and it is also Thanksgiving weekend, it seems appropriate to include Emily Dickinson here today. She is another poet I feel like I should know more about. I can see Continue reading “Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314), Emily Dickinson
Today is Thanksgiving in the USA. I am wishing my American family and friends “happy thanksgiving”. I really love the idea of a Thanksgiving as it is focused on getting together, gratitude and remembrance, rather than gift giving (although don’t Continue reading The World We Want is Us, Alice Walker
Seems like its a week of women poets this week 🙂 I discovered Dorothy Wordsworth when teaching English Literature at the University of Liverpool, when I taught on a module on women and spirituality. I have always been interested in Continue reading Address to a Child on a Boisterous Winter Evening, Dorothy Wordsworth
Whilst studying for my PhD, I read a lot of Adriene Rich, as her work on gender and sexuality provided a useful critical context for my work on androgyny, particularly On Lies, Secrets and Silence. She also wrote an essay Continue reading A Ball is for Throwing, Adrienne Rich
One of the poetry books I actually have with me is a collection of Sylvia Plath’s poems, given to me by three friends from university. I do not remember studying her poems, but flicking through the collection I find post-its Continue reading Morning Song, Sylvia Plath
Lockdown: The Return week 3, I think. Starting to lose track of time despite tracking time in various ways. Think it is more that I forget when things actually happened, on which days precisely. The week seemed to go fast Continue reading Monday round-up: 23rd November
So a bit of a silly poem for Saturday, we all need a bit of light relief. When I told a friend at work that I was putting a poem on my blog each day during Lockdown: The Return, she Continue reading Saturday silly