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Small DLT Stafford Market Elizabeth Leaper was selling copies of both ‘Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles’ and her own ‘Barking at Nothing’ which is sold in aid of the Donna Louise Trust, yesterday (Saturday 8th December) at Stafford Indoor Market. This is her little corner of the  Christmas stall of the  ‘Friends of the Donna Louise Trust’. Click on the link in the side bar to find out more about the Donna Louise Children’s Hospice Trust.

You can see she was in good company, although he rather rudely kept his back to her all day! The day was quite successful with several books sold despite the fairly low footfall. Apparently there was a Christmas Market in the town Square to compete with.

Elizabeth will be there again on Saturday 15th December so if you are in the area and are a fan of ELizabeth’s and Jack’s poems why not come along? She will be pleased to see you. We are hoping for a better turn out as the neighbouring stall will be offering Face Painting among other things and there will be free mince pies.

The books make ideal stocking fillers and if you wish to purchase copies go to www.silverburnpublishing.co.uk where you can buy them at the click of a button.

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Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles cover imageWe are very sorry but the book giveaway has now ended. The winner will be announced soon.

If you would like to buy a copy of ‘Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles’ you may do so at Silverburn Publishing.

You can read sample poems by both Jack Williamson and Elizabeth Leaper at ‘By the Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree’ here.

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Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles cover imageOnly two days remain of my Blog Tour Giveaway. To be in with a chance to win a copy of  ‘Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles’ visit Dragonscale Clippings here and leave a comment. You have until midnight on April 6th 2012 to do so.  You can read sample poems by both Jack Williamson and Elizabeth Leaper at ‘By the Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree’ here.

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Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles cover imageToday is book giveaway day at Dragonscale Clippings and it is the last day of Elizabeth Leaper’s week-long Blog Tour there. All you need to do to be in with a chance to win a copy of  ‘Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles’ is to visit Dragonscale Clippings here and leave a comment. You have until midnight on April 6th 2012 to do so.  You can read sample poems by both Jack Williamson and Elizabeth Leaper at ‘By the Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree’ here.

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AT LAST: Jack’s Poems are in print.

Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles cover imageHaving wished for some time to see Jack’s poems in print I am pleased to announce the publication and launch of “Collecting Cobwebs, Gathering Brambles” on Saturday 17th September 2011 at Stafford Arts and Book Festival.

We can all relate to the poems and verse by Elizabeth Leaper and her late uncle Jack Williamson that make up this collection. With their subject matter deeply rooted in a common heritage, sense of place, people and the natural world the two parts complement each other perfectly. Often amusing and sometimes poignant, this collection is above all thoroughly readable.

ISBN  978-0-9547010-2-4

Price:  £4.99 (plus p&p)

The net profits from the sale of this book will be donated to charity.

Available to order now from:

Silverburn Publishing: www.silverburnpublishing.co.uk

To order email: enquiries@silverburnpublishing.co.uk

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This undated little gem was obviously a personal gift to some friends:

To Albert and Hilda
On the occasion of their 25th Wedding Anniversary

Something seen that makes you gasp,
Something heard that makes you smile,
Something happens that makes you wonder,
Something sad that makes you cry.
Little things all strung together,
Little highlights, little lives,
Little happenings shared with others,
Friends and sweethearts, husbands, wives.

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This poem was written around 1988-89 but was never published.

The Vagrant

The waning light gently ushered
The park to silence.
Waylaid by this hushed blossoming
Of whispered calm, I browsed
Thoughtfully on the succulence of
The evening, the nearby road noise
Veiled by whimsical vagaries
Of the mind.

Suddenly a distant farewell flung
On the silence, released from a long
Grey cavern of half recognition a
Black billowing shadowy vagrant
From some other time, some other place.
I sat uneasily with him, a frightening,
Faceless, shapeless thing, sitting on
The edge of recall looking for a home.

The park closing bell rang out.
Momentarily breaking his hypnotic
Hold. I rushed out through the gates
Into the welcoming hubbub of people
And traffic and began to laugh with
Relief at my own foolishness, when
From deep, deep within I heard a
Hollowed whispered – Au Revoir.

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