Author: Ian Andrew

I love history…

The fascination with history is unending for me. I love to study most, if not all, eras from before the Romans and Egyptians through to the events of last year. It is all fascinating. Yet, I am, like a lot, especially drawn to and horrified by the events leading up to the Second World War. I have always been slightly uncomfortable at how the German nation managed to do what they did. That beautiful nation, where I have been lucky enough to visit over the years and where I have always been greeted by warm-hearted, enthusiastic, pleasant and genuinely...

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Just Words

Give me your guns, your blacks, your browns, your poor white trash Your flotsam and jetsam, on broad shores Turn in your needles, lines, your rocks and dust Stand to my front and claim I am nothing Call my woman’s form weak When I hold your liberty in my hands Assault me, beat me, then tell me It is only words. They do not matter. Their meaning, just for kicks. We all do it. Just your locker room bravado Shall I talk of burning flags, of slavery? Shall I speak to the danger of him, or her, or them? The colour of their skin, the dullness in their eyes The shape of her, the smell of her, the lust for her All words, just words, none mean anything. Not at all. They’re just gays and fags and queers Chicks and pieces of ass, sweet thangs and tarts Just words, just talk. Tough on immigrants, check their religion, national registers Just words. Camps to hold them before we deport them. Just words. Only words, weak words. That’s why propaganda doesn’t work. Does it? Does it work? Weak, watery, flows of a pen. Have I got this wrong? I thought, surely thought, words are power. Words are truth. Words are mighty and great. They raise to anger. They are tools and weapons. But only to the listener. Never mind. You are...

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The Antrim Coast

Turns out the BBC is releasing a new 3-part Documentary looking at the forging of the Antrim Coast road. Recognised as one of the great tourist drives of the world. To tie in, I thought, have a poem: You see a simple stretch of road, from arch to arch in length Yet no journey from the black to red, can tell you of her strength Oh yes you’ll see her beauty, reflecting nature’s flare A swell of sea, with foaming waves, taunting cliffs left bare But that is just her outer skin, to flatter in a lens As she...

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A Poem for the UK’s National Poetry Day…

The Nine The Queen of arable beauty in majesty reaches to the sea. Where the waves of passing currents pay homage to her radiance. Eight siblings lie beside her, each in their way stunning. Her brother’s army marshalled in the south and her youngest sister skipping to the north. Sorrowful death in their midst. But happiness and beauty are the family traits. The melodies of their history reach far and near. While the Diaspora who claim them as home look backward, ever backward. Their longings filled with images of cottage fires and deep green hues, trees with entwined initials....

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Publishing-on-Demand – A How-To Guide – 2

So you want to publish a book… Not any book… Your Book?   Welcome to Ian Andrew’s Guide to Professional Independent Publishing on Demand. Part Two No. 2 – Which companies to use… An E-book explanation. I  suppose a simple declaration at the start would be good… I don’t have any professional or monetary reason to recommend any company for Publish-On-Demand (POD). I just know what works for me and why I chose what I did. I stumbled my way through and should have, probably, come to a lot of realisations sooner than I did… But I didn’t. So now you can benefit...

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