Tag Archives: winter
An Arrival, Hay Festival Winter Weekend and More From The Richard Booth Prize
We are all delighted to announce the welcome arrival of baby Zephyr!
Many congratulations to his HWC mum, Lily, and all the family. xxx
(Cheers and rapturous applause!)
It’s less than a month to go before Hay Festival welcomes us all to it’s Winter Weekend, 28th November – 1st December 2024. It’s definitely something to brighten the darkening days and place us firmly on the road to seasonal celebrations ahead… Continue reading
Seasons Greetings from the Hay Writers
Wishing all our wonderful website readers in 49 countries across the globe the very best of Seasonal Greetings from the beautiful Kingdom of Hay-on-Wye. Here’s a little frivolous Christmas fun which we hope raises a smile. Partridge in a Pear … Continue reading
Frost and Fire
Notes from a ramble along the River Wye – 18/12/2017 ECvW We are currently living in a post-snow demi-thaw. Over-whelmed by last week’s heavy fall the broken trees and branches now rest upon their torn roots waiting to be collected. … Continue reading
The anticipation of a book launch …
Pick and Mix anthology update by Emma van Woerkom Suddenly, I hear boxes of books are arriving at the Hay Writers’ Circle HQ filled with glorious copies of our Pick and Mix anthology. We are delighted and excited – book … Continue reading
St. Valentine’s Muse – A Poem by ECvW
A couple of years ago I put a huge red heart in Castle Street, Hay-on-Wye. Attached to the heart was a bucket filled with chocolates and on it’s front, the poem typed below. It went down really really well – … Continue reading
WORDS OF THE WEEK – The Hour of Frost – Poem ECvW
THE HOUR OF FROST. Savagely, in the Hour of Frost, Under a wintering Moon’s bite – The Night fissured, cracked clean across, Tearing Stars from their jagged flight And sealed them in the River’s skin All glist’ning white and frozen … Continue reading
WORDS OF THE WEEK – Ringing The Changes by Juliet Foster
Ringing the Changes by Juliet Foster It was past my bedtime, it was Christmas Eve. I went across the farmyard with my mother, the ground was hard, the stars were bright. We opened the stable door, and saw the horses … Continue reading
WORDS OF THE WEEK – The School Nativity by Jo Jones
The School Nativity Miss James, form two, was casting the Nativity play. It was early November yet she was already using the threat of “Father Christmas only brings toys for children who behave themselves” as a ploy to keep her … Continue reading