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September 2023
HP Poet: Old Poet MK
Age: 80, but feels 79
Country: Canada


Question 1: We welcome you to the HP Spotlight, Old Poet MK. Please tell us about your background?

Old Poet MK: "I was a poor scholar…difficult concentration issues from grade school onward…very little was known about dyslexia in those early years…it’s a bit of a different world…many blessings and all kinds of curses. I was fortunate to invent and able to patent a few things that people were willing to pay for. My wife and I opened a small factory and manufactured decorative accessories for interior designers in the commercial market, offices…malls…lobby’s, etc. Making a living doing something you enjoy…feels good…and for almost 40 years It was hard working fun…I was inventing day and night."


Question 2: How long have you been writing poetry, and for how long have you been a member of Hello Poetry?

Old Poet MK: "I recall attempting poetry when I was in my early 20’s…lyrics for tunes, etc…but I didn’t keep a record of that period, it wasn’t until my early 50’s when Leonard Cohen captured me in the magic of his rhythmic language…it was a melodic trap…the lyrics blew my mind and my world got a little bigger, from that time on I wrote frequently…and read the work of many poets trying to figure out how it all works….I wrote for my own enjoyment and a deep desire to improve...I began to submit my poems on a couple of sites about 12 years ago…I finally found Hello Poetry in 2016…the best of the lot in its own way…There are talented wonderful people here…"


Question 3: What inspires you? (In other words, how does poetry happen for you).

Old Poet MK: "There’s no particular formula or pattern….I think it happens when I get a little edgy…and my unconscious has observed a puzzle untamed…for me poetry is self discovery, it emerges raw…and I do my best to tame it."


Question 4: What does poetry mean to you?

Old Poet MK: "Poetry is important to me….a sense of fulfilment digesting the work of the great poets…incredible philosophies between the words….reading the work of fellow poets…learning from heartfelt insight…I take my own work seriously and work ******* interpretation and refinement…it all feels a worthy time spent….squeezing meaning out of abstraction and allegory tongues or plain words. The freedom of poetry is a gift….the lightning speed of brevity conquers a complex point in a flash….compared to a few pages of prose…it is a fascinating creative process using colors of your own choice…up down or sideways…verse rhyme or hybrid…you birth an original poem."


Question 5: Who are your favorite poets?

Old Poet MK: "Leonard Cohen…I understand his misery. Irving Layton…another Canadian poet…a close friend and mentor of Cohen…fascinating love poems. Bukowski…for his genius and dignity. Mark Strait…amazing work that surprises. Billy Collins…the lightness of his heart. Emily Dickinson…who forced me to find the voice in a poem and it’s attitude to help me understand and interpret (as important as writing itself) and I don’t always get it…"


Question 6: What other interests do you have?

Old Poet MK: "It is wonderful when one retires and has a few hobbies and deep interests. I’m an Audiophile…with a proud record collection and old vintage gear. I clean, preen and constantly improve. I paint large abstract expression (acrylic on canvas), they take a long time, sometimes one will surprise me and end up on a wall. I’ve been playing saxophone since I was a kid….never could read worth a nickel, yet it’s been very rewarding…the challenge and joy of improvisation trusting your ear. In the world of jazz I’ve met and performed with amazing people…"


Carlo C. Gomez: “Thank you so much for giving us an opportunity to get to know you, my friend! You are a wonderful addition to the series!”

Old Poet MK: "Thank you Carlo…Appreciated….What you do is not easy…"



Thank you everyone here at HP for taking the time to read this. We hope you enjoyed getting to know Old Poet MK a little bit better. I indeed did. It is our wish that these spotlights are helping everyone to further discover and appreciate their fellow poets. – Carlo C. Gomez (aka Mr. Timetable)

We will post Spotlight #8 in October!

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Paul Hardwick Dec 2011
A lot of
things can
happen, when you
walk down, your street,
with the people you see, and greet.
Mrs Love from number 22,
smiled towards me.
I put my head down,
and continued to walk on, eyes on the ground.
Not all people, to greet.

Mr Woodward gave me wave,
I waved back, in a sort of quick way,
then proceeded on my way.

Miss Layton caught my eye,
and would not give it back,
so I stopped for chat,
made sure there would be none of that.

Got to the florists,
sniff a few flowers,
then went back to sleep.

A lot of
things can
happen, when you
walk down your street.

Think this might be on going in my mind!!!
John C Layton Sep 2017
“her”
By: John C. Layton

There is a noble fierceness in her eyes.

From turbulent blue orbs with obsidian cores

Comes a solid gaze seizing within its surface

The reflection of a surrendered audience.

Her stare conveys a thousand miles walked

Within a foreign forest.

Whose distant spires reach, reveal

A shared direction upon separate soil to similar skies.

Their clamoring leaves joining in jocund applause

For this paradoxical union hosted in the heavens.

Though her laughter shows a happy heart,

It is her words that carve a better window.

Literature and life, images and archetypes linger on her lips.
Wisdom cloaked in humble attire,
Wonder held with deepest gladness,

And desire bridled with vibrant affirmations.
Her fellowship surrounds a sacred fire

Where hands and hearts are warmed

By truth and understanding --------- and joy.

Where smiles and nods exhibit an invisible embrace.
Yet hardships will fade such embers of delight

And leave a longing to be stirred again.

Consolation comes in a confident glance

That reminds the heart what will remain

For everlasting spirits that meet and go forever on.
Beyond long walk and the crossing of this life,

When private rendezvous are a mere remembrance,
Rooted paths will be traveled again.

The conversation will continue,

For this unity is sealed with a burning love

And set with the noble fierceness in our eyes.


The End.
For everything, for you...
I loved you
when I didn't love myself
Said you loved me
But you only loved yourself

-Layton Greene

— The End —