a metallic leaf hanging from a tree with words from The Tempest engraved on it
Corona Diary

End of *That* Year

It's not obligatory to write an end of year post, but it would feel strange to me not to pass comment on this strangest of years. My 2020 began with a week in the English Lake District, near Brotherswater, staying at Thomas Grove House and Cottage in Hartsop. I was with Jane Commane, publisher and… Continue reading End of *That* Year

Josephine Corcoran

A few new pieces of writing

As this strange year draws to an end (although, the end still feels like a long way off to me), I'm pleased to tell you that I have a few pieces of new writing in circulation. I've been writing poems for about ten years now, after a period of not writing at all while my… Continue reading A few new pieces of writing

Art, Josephine Corcoran

Pop Art – online course with the Centre Pompidou and FutureLearn

Recently I've been dipping into FutureLearn, the online learning platform. I like the interface of FutureLearn, I find it easy to use. Most recently, a MOOC (Massive Open Online Course) offered by the Centre Pompidou in Paris caught my eye, so I signed up. The MOOC is called Pop Art. It's not so much a… Continue reading Pop Art – online course with the Centre Pompidou and FutureLearn

collage poem, Corona Diary, Digital Writing, Gallery Post, Hybrid Writing, Poetry, Prose Poetry

Sequence of nine prose poems/collages

I've written about my sequence 'Once Upon a Lockdown' before but this is the first time I've been able to post all nine pieces together. I began this writing as a sequence of diary entries/prose poems/poems and then reworked each section into a collage using natural materials from my garden, photos from my camera roll… Continue reading Sequence of nine prose poems/collages

Creative Writing, Writing

Ten Years of Notebooks

It's been ten years since I started writing again, after a long spell of not writing. I suppose I stopped writing because I became too busy with life events - marriage, children, moving house, working to pay the bills.  I was never properly SAD about not writing but it was wonderful when the desire and… Continue reading Ten Years of Notebooks