I’m probably a thing of the past…at least I hope I am when it comes to publication of poetry. Weekends are the worst: I open my mailbox and the first thing that meets me is a whole list of poems which I’d love to read but, instead, I delete them…not because I want to but the sheer volume is the straw that breaks etc…I wonder if anybody reads poetry these days…are we all so busy writing that we ignore reading the masters? It has always been very difficult to get noticed as a poet but it must be almost impossible in the present climate. I live in Hamburg and imagine I am away from it all…not the case!!! we are global, which is fascinating…perhaps it is as it’s always been: clean water will find its way?