Poetry is a friend, a constant companion.
She carries me above the daily irritations, worries and seemingly insurmountable obstacles of my life. She helps me excape to a realm of colourful images, lyrical language and rib-tickling rhymes. Poetry has command of the theatrical, the romantic and the comic. She has the strength to trumpet a call to arms and the sensibility to carry the tenderest thoughts of a shy lover. She speaks to nations and to individuals, drawing them together with rainbow threads of language, mood and imagery.