{"id":74,"date":"2018-01-21T12:35:10","date_gmt":"2018-01-21T12:35:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.johnwheway.com\/?page_id=74"},"modified":"2020-05-15T17:46:39","modified_gmt":"2020-05-15T17:46:39","slug":"publications","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.johnwheway.com\/?page_id=74","title":{"rendered":"Publications"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johnwheway.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/WHEWAY_JOHN_ABLUEBOTTLEINLATEOCTOBER_VPRESS.jpg?resize=192%2C300&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"192\" height=\"300\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-540\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johnwheway.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/WHEWAY_JOHN_ABLUEBOTTLEINLATEOCTOBER_VPRESS.jpg?resize=192%2C300&amp;ssl=1 192w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johnwheway.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/WHEWAY_JOHN_ABLUEBOTTLEINLATEOCTOBER_VPRESS.jpg?w=558&amp;ssl=1 558w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 192px) 100vw, 192px\" \/>My new poetry collection <em>A Bluebottle in Late October <\/em>is published by <a href=\"http:\/\/vpresspoetry.blogspot.com\/p\/bookshop.html\">V.Press<\/a> and is also available to buy <a href=\"https:\/\/www.johnwheway.com\/\">on this site<\/a> for worldwide delivery.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;<em>A Bluebottle in Late October<\/em> is very particular and very human.&#8221; <strong> V.Press <\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;John Wheway\u2019s first full collection places its trust exactly where it should be: in the poetic present tense where every gnomic detail is magnified, every commonplace brought to its own species of transfiguration. At a time when the lyric is so much in need, he rejuvenates it in its most pellucid and most effortless form; the couplet is reshaped and crystallised, and comes to life. A Bluebottle in Late October is a memorable sequence of poems.\u201d <strong> Tim Liardet<\/strong> <\/p>\n<p>This is a funny, sad, yet uplifting account of how we live and love. Poems by a formidable poet, pulling no punches, yet with a delightful lightness of touch.Domestic bliss is here, with moments of tenderness and beauty, hopelessness too, and a deep urge to engage. How can we live together? Why do we need to?  What compels us? These poems made me laugh out loud, though their acuity is sobering. We\u2019ll all glimpse ourselves in them. Marked by meticulous diction and vibrant imagery, this is poetry with an authentic voice.\u201d<strong> Neil Rollinson <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-132 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.johnwheway.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/04\/Green-Table.jpg?resize=135%2C218&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"135\" height=\"218\" \/>My experimental prose pamphlet <em>The Green Table of Infinity,<\/em> published by Anvil Press Poetry, is for sale here via paypal on the button below at \u00a36.50, including postage (UK only).<\/p>\n<p>You can read one of the pieces via my <strong><a href=\"https:\/\/www.johnwheway.com\/?page_id=2\">Sample Writing<\/a><\/strong> page.<\/p>\n<form action=\"https:\/\/www.paypal.com\/cgi-bin\/webscr\" method=\"post\" target=\"_top\"><input name=\"cmd\" type=\"hidden\" value=\"_s-xclick\" \/><br \/>\n<input name=\"hosted_button_id\" type=\"hidden\" value=\"WYS3FJFWK8N8A\" \/><br \/>\n<input alt=\"PayPal \u2013 The safer, easier way to pay online!\" name=\"submit\" src=\"https:\/\/www.paypalobjects.com\/en_US\/GB\/i\/btn\/btn_buynowCC_LG.gif\" type=\"image\" \/><br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.paypalobjects.com\/en_GB\/i\/scr\/pixel.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" border=\"0\" \/><\/form>\n<p>Overseas purchasers please <span style=\"color: #008000;\"><a style=\"color: #008000;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.johnwheway.com\/?page_id=84\">contact me<\/a><\/span> for postage rates.<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.paypalobjects.com\/en_GB\/i\/scr\/pixel.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" border=\"0\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My new poetry collection A Bluebottle in Late October is published by V.Press and is also available to buy on this site for worldwide delivery. &#8220;A Bluebottle in Late October is very particular and very human.&#8221; V.Press &#8220;John Wheway\u2019s first full collection places its trust exactly where it should be: in the poetic present tense [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":3,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"page-templates\/full-width.php","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-74","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P7DaEn-1c","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":510,"url":"https:\/\/www.johnwheway.com\/","url_meta":{"origin":74,"position":0},"title":"Home","author":"afterthebeginning","date":"May 10, 2020","format":false,"excerpt":"Writing News I'm thrilled that my poem 'My Mother Unwraps My Gift of Frida Kahlo's Me and My Parrots' won First Prize in the Wigtown Poetry Prize. 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