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Life
1943- ; b. Sussex; grew up in Northern Ireland, returning to Sussex for the summers; ed. University College, Oxon. (1st Class); lived in Italy, USA and Portugall worked extensively in Canada as university lecturer, a farmer, and a publisher; grad. in clinical psychology, Boston; completed a doctorate, San Francisco; practised psychology in Canada; returned to England, 1994; works in NHS as consultant neuropsychologist; lives in London and publishes with Greenwich Exchange; retired and founded Rún Press to publish neglected poets in pocket book format.
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Works
Poetry, The Coast and Inland (Ladysmith, Quebec: Ladysmith Press 1968), 31pp.; The Ocean Everywhere (Ladysmith, Québec: Ladysmith Press 1970), 32pp.; ill; Skindiving (1972); Emotional First Aid: A Crisis Handbook (1989); Desire in Belfast (Blackstaff 1992), 94pp. [0 85640 496 9].
Miscellaneous, with James Reeves, sel. & intro., Poems (London: Heinemann 1968), ix, 93pp., 2 pls. [facsim., port.]; The Fright of Time: Joseph Trumbull Stickney 1874-1904 (Ladysmith, Quebec: Ladysmith Press 1970), 194pp. [with bibl.]
Rún Press
Rún Press has been founded to publish occasional books of poetry and literature. Its first books initiate a series of ‘Pocket Poems’ in hardback, of poets whose poems so far have been available only in various separate volumes. An imprint of Rún Press, Parmenides Books (www.parmenidesbooks.ie) publishes softback and E-book editions of ‘crossover’ books in the fields of poetry, psychology, and neuroscience. Rún Press also distributes occasional books from Stone Flower Press, Canada. Address: Rún Press Limited, Lee View House, South Terrace Cork, Ireland.Titles in 2014: The Poems of Martin Seymour-Smith; The Poems of R.A.D. Ford; The Poems of Valentin Iremonger.
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See webpage at www.poem.sh, includes text of collections, “Poems in Progress” and portrait; see also Rune Press website.
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Quotations
“Avebury” (Desire in Belfast): ‘[...] In the pub within the ancient ring / Yobs hit the jackpot on the fruit machine, / Neon lights flash, the jukebox flickering / As the pale barmaid hears a goddess sing: / “Taam after taam ...” / Outside, the plaintive bleating of a lamb: / The dugs are dry. / The dead sun’s blood is streaming in the sky / Around the spearpoints of the church’s tower. / The darkened stones retain their endless power.’ (See webpage; permission of the poet.)
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