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John Coldwell
Talks To Himself

Hello, John. When did I start writing?
I began writing poetry at the age of 7 - see below for
reasons A. Then I began writing poetry again at the age of 17 - see reasons
B
Then I began writing poetry again - See reasons C
Why do I write poetry?
Reason A - Because the teacher wrote on the board - Write a poem about
a
butterfly. If you didn't, you got the cane - which is good enough reason
for me to write a poem
Reason B - I thought that girls would realise what a sensitive and wonderful
human being I was... they did not.
Reason C - Because I began making up poems to entertain my children when
they were little. Someone, I forget who, said that what I was doing
was poetry. I was surprised.
Girl + Date = Spot
She said, "YES!"
And I am so happy
She wants to go to movies with me
BUT
What's that feeling on my chin?
A tightening beneath the skin
To the bathroom mirror, I have to trot
And what do I see? The start of a spot
So I dab it with lotion
Smother it with cream
And
It becomes the biggest blemish
The world has ever seen
It grows a red round rim
And a crusty white peak
And then a head. Is it going to speak?
And on that head is a baseball cap
And underneath's a mouth that starts to rap
Leave
off the spot stuff - cos I am hot stuff
I'm no simple pimple skin irritation.
I'm the eruption with built in inflation
I am the magnificent
ballooning, bulbous boil
While I'm around you can forget about the goyle
But don't squash me, don't cosh me
don't wo wo wo wo wo wash me.
I'll hang around for a week or so
Don't try creams because I just won't go
Don't bop me, don't chop me
Don't p-p-p-p-p pop me
You've got me under your skin
And that's where I'm gonna stay
No attack on me will ever win
So come on kid, let's go play.
She said, "NO"!
What a blow
Did I mind if she didn't go?
(to be continued...)
Do I write anything
other than poetry?
Yes. Rude letters to firms that send me computer generated
letters. I also write letters to Jazz magazines in the hope of winning
a few CDs. I have also written a few stories for Oxford University Press.
The Masked Cleaning Ladies have been quite popular. They wanted to publish
a story about a girl who spoke to hedgehogs in China but it couldn't be
translated as they do not have hedgehogs in China. Shame.
Do I write for
adults?
Sometimes. But adults are too grown up to understand what I am saying.
How long does it take to write a poem?
The really annoying thing is that
it sometimes takes me half an hour to write a great poem (well, one I
like) such as The Magic of Numbers and another not so good poem takes
me years, on and off that is - not non-stop
Girl + Date = Spot
(Continued)
I screamed out loud, "I wish I was dead."
The boil said, "Well, take me instead."
So, I sneaked him in the cinema under my scarf,
We shared a box of pop corn and had a laugh
As far as spots go, he wasn't that bad
And when he told me he was leaving, I almost felt sad.
But next day
Hip hooray
Not a trace
On my face
But he did leave a note
And I quote,
"Dear Boy,
I've been sent
To torment
And wreck
The neck
Of another poor clown
So see you around
Love
The boil.
PS, I'll be back."
What is the most
unusual event, person or feeling that has inspired me
to write a poem?
I think that it must be the time when I pushed my brother in a lake -
but then, cheeky monkey that I am, I pretended that the whole thing had
happened to me - and that it was a canal and not the sea. I did get chased
by a dog once which set me to writing a poem about my experience - 20
years later.
How do I write my poems?
I usually jot notes down in my note book. Later I sit at the computer
and save all my rubbish versions of the idea. I often call these attempts
something like My First Day at School – Rubbish Version - so that
I know to go back and bash the words up a bit more. I save stuff and come
back to it weeks, months or even years later and play about with the words
and ideas
Do
I have a special time to write?
Being a teacher the answer is – any time I can get. Tonight
I am writing at 8 –50 pm which is pretty civilized for me. Early
morning is a great time to write but I am usually asleep. I like
writing at tense moments like being in the dentists waiting room. The
other day I wrote 12 (yes twelve) pages whilst waiting to see the doctor
(about an arm strain from writing would you believe.)
What books have I written?
The following story books - How to Build
a Space Rocket/ The Masked Cleaning Ladies of Om/ The Masked Cleaning
Ladies Save The Day/ The Masked Cleaning Ladies Meet the Pirates/ Amy
The Hedgehog Girl/ Bertha's Big Challenge/ Poetry Books entitled
The Slack- Jawed Camel/ Hoo Sir Me Sir/ More Lasting Than a Fish
Supper/ Beast In The Bedroom. All the poetry books have sold out and are
now collectors items worth millions, or thousands or just a few pence.
A Masked Cleaning Lady
Am
I writing anything at the moment?
Yes,
this blooming interview. As soon as I have completed it I am going
to have Monday's bath (it is now Wednesday.) Then I shall get back to
a book of poems I am doing about what boys feel. By the way, if your Mum
or Dad are book publishers then tell them to contact me.
Which
is the most unusual school I’ve visited?
One
where the head teacher was dressed as a hamster. At another I was introduced
to the students as Brian Moses. I still get odd children (very odd) who
see me in the street and say, Hello Brian.
What
was my worst moment?
Being
in a main school assembly and reading a two page poem. When I got
to the bottom of the page, the second page was missing. I had to
make the rest of it up. Nobody noticed apart from red-faced me.
Have
I been on the TV or radio?
Whew!
This is a marathon load of questions. Yes. I did a show watched
by, at least my mum, with Roger McGough. It was a kind of talent show
for young (oh, how I loved that description) poets. I was about 92 at
the time. But TV makes you look younger, especially with all the makeup
they put on me.
What
are my favourite poets and poems?
My
favourite poet is an Amercan writer by the name of Robert Hershon
who writes crazy stuff. I love Ian McMillan, even though he supports Barnsley
FC because he makes me laugh. There are loads of others who excite me.
I could go on for days trying to list them all.
Of
all the poems I've written, which is my favourite?
May I chose 2? Thank you.
1 A poem called "Left" because it was the first poem I ever read to an
audience and the first time I brave enough to call myself a poet.
2. The Cupboard on The Landing - because it is about the way I do not
always
do as I am told.
Have I any poems coming out in the near future?
Bucket loads of stuff will be appearing in various anthologies. For instance,
The King's Pyjamas; On A Camel To The Moon; Elephants Can't Jump.
I am still waiting for the rich and wise publisher to say, "Hey, John,
Here is a million pounds, go to the South of France and write a book of
Children's poems. And take your time about it."
Did I enjoy school?
To be very honest, No. Some people that tell you that the best
years of your life are the ones you spent at school, did they did not
spend their time with big-fisted boys who were taller than them and who
thought that putting your school bag on top of a cupboard was the funniest
thing on Earth. It is far too easy to make friends (or enemies) at school
- all you have to do is turn up. Give me adulthood any day.
Have I any pets?
I do not believe in keeping animals. The nearest I get is a pond of goldfish.
Having said that, my garden boasts, frogs, toads, newts, hedgehogs, mice,
grasshoppers, loads of birds...
(Yes, yes, I get the point, you can stop - RS)
...spiders, beetles, mice... What football team do I support?
Gillingham FC. When I first started supporting them about a hundred years
ago, they were bottom of the league with no money - now they are half
way up the 1st Division. Oh, and worms.
How do I spend my spare time?
Spare
time? I wish!!! Well, I love going to the theatre, in fact I am off to
see No Man's Land at The National Theatre on Friday. I love the thrill
of a live show. I love the cinema but don't like blockbusters much. My
top fave is strange music. The other day I went to see a Japanese man
make very odd noises with an electronic box. Most of my CDs have been
banned from our house. But I love them. One day I will write a poem that
is as wonderful as Derek Bailey playing the guitar.
Have
I any plans for the future?
Yes.
I would like to be brave enough to go on holiday and not come back. The
real future means a holiday in a lock-keeper's cottage. A little bit of
me (but the bit gets bigger every day) would like to run a hotel in France
Do I have a web page?
No. I just don't have time to make one - but you
can find me on the OUP pages and on one for the London Musicians
Co-operative
What
could schools do to improve the way poetry is taught?
Get
rid of the National Curriculum and let kids enjoy reading and writing
poems.
What
advice would I give to young poets?
It
is the easiest thing in the world to give up being a writer. Don't expect
many people to encourage you to write and don't expect a load of praise
from others. You have to do this writing thing because you want to do
it. Be you own worst critic and your biggest fan.
Are
there any other questions I'd like to answer?
Yeah. How about - What my worst moment as a writer over the last
two months? You want to know? You do? You don’t… Oh.
You really do? Well, I had written a book of about 50 (yes 50) poems and
was saving it on the computer. On that dreadful night my computer passed
away and took most of the poems with it, including stuff that I had not
saved anywhere else. Did I cry about it? Too right I did. I then
began the painful ask of starting out again. But look on the bright side,
Coldwell. Along with those lost brilliant poems were probably loads of
rubbish.
Well, thank you for your patience, Dear Readers. I did this interview
for The Poetry Zone before, you know. But I pressed the button "send"
and nothing happened. They never arrived. They’re probably on their
way to Jupiter or somewhere. I hope that this pile of answers reaches
the Poetry Zone. Although I suppose it must have done or you wouldn’t
be reading it, would you? - John
take me back
to the top, if you would be so kind
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