Stroke art is an anagram

for what's not on my mind.

I was a creative writing

tutor working as developer.

setting up workshops linking

Belfast, Dublin, L/Derry. all

Ireland peace poetry.

I loved my job love it felt

a vocation. Some of my

students when on to set up

writers class and published

works of their own. 

Only paid a pittance wage

I worked twenty- four hours

money didnt matter- Poetry

like sunshine is free, my moto.

I took a massive stroke in 2005

that would have killed a horse.

They say I died for seconds

and woke bolt upright and woke

to this strange world of unemotional-

enginneering in a blemished-

 acceptance.

My hard drive was erased of 45 years.

I cant remember my three sons being 

born and a twenty, the strange thing is

Irecognie them as family but for the half-

life  of I have no memory. I cant even re-

member my own childhood. the stroke

left me in a wheelchair parlyzed down

the right side of my body. Aphasia-aphan-

tasia, for 20 yearsI have been writing

a blog called 

             

THE WRITE HEMISPHERE.

Poe-artry is my life, my dark hopeless hope:

@apf1961.blogspot.com  my web is:

adrianfox.org     I havepublished 7 books

of poetry, my last publication is called

Aphantastic tales by lapwing press- Ihave no agenda for money fame, I Just hope it helps

other lost people who live outside humanity.

I live for my art and like my development

work I set up a programe called C.R.A.I.C.

community relations activity in Craigavon

put my name into youtube and my poe-artry

will appear art is my only savior, I just hope

it helps others. 

I have no mindseye like a blind imagination

there is no help for me, self determination is 

a wonerful thing wrting and art is the dignity  disabled need for them to accept that they are broken but they have art to express their inner being.