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Really happy to announce that I'll be poet-in-residence at Charles Causley's house, Cyprus Well, Launceston in January.

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Photo of Charles Causley a man in thick glasses, dark jumper and shirt
December 18, 2024 at 8:33 AM
katrinanaomipoet.bsky.social
Really enjoying 1st week of my residency at the poet Charles Causley's house. Thank you to the Causley Trust for the invitation.
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January 11, 2025 at 12:20 PM
katrinanaomipoet.bsky.social
Poet in residence at Charles Causley's house for the next 2 weeks. Wonderful to have this space & to work in Causley's study. I'm also finding poets I'd never heard of previously in his library. Thank you Causley Trust for this invitation.

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Terraced cottage with white walls and black door, Charles Causley's house. Desk with books, notebooks, chair and a bookshelf
January 7, 2025 at 9:36 AM
exeterunispeccoll.bsky.social
This is Rupert, the favourite cat of the Cornish poet, Charles Causley.

Rupert can be found in many photographs within the archive, showing how beloved he was by Causley!

📷 EUL MS 50a/PHOT/2/2/6

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Colour photograph of a large ginger tabby cat lying in bright sunshine in a flowerbed. His tail is hooked around a small plant. He is looking towards the photographer with his eyes half closed. The photograph has been mounted on card with a brown border around the photograph.
August 8, 2025 at 10:02 AM
katrinanaomipoet.bsky.social
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Woman in Hawaiian shirt, hair flowers, dungarees holding a book against a blue background Copy of a red and black poetry book by Victoria Chang, called Obit, against a wooden floor.
December 5, 2024 at 8:26 AM
hadideeb.bsky.social
"I drank the sweet sea,
Stones were bread."
-- Charles Causley

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March 5, 2025 at 6:59 PM
thebeatcroft.bsky.social
Came to these by a circuitous route via the late Ronald Blythe. Brilliantly lightsome, very funny, deep, dark and terrifying, often all at once #CharlesCausley
December 15, 2024 at 7:01 AM
motd.rusher.com
“I am the song that sings the bird.”
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June 1, 2024 at 6:00 AM
catsbearsandme.bsky.social
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Ballad of the Breadman by Charles Causley
(Part 1 of 4)
Mary stood in the kitchen Baking a loaf of bread. An angel flew in the window ‘We’ve a job for you,’ he said. ‘God in his big gold heaven Sitting in his big blue chair, Wanted a mother for his little son. Suddenly saw you there.’ Mary shook and trembled, ‘It isn’t true what you say.’ ‘Don’t say that,’ said the angel. ‘The baby’s on its way.’ Joseph was in the workshop Planing a piece of wood. ‘The old man’s past it,’ the neighbours said. ‘That girls been up to no good.’ ‘And who was that elegant fellow,’ They said. ‘in the shiny gear?’ The things they said about Gabriel Were hardly fit to hear.
April 5, 2026 at 1:22 PM
nwnandh.bsky.social
Leave your house and leave your land
And throw away the key,
And never look behind, he creaked
And come and live with me.
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November 30, 2025 at 11:28 PM
billydee123.bsky.social
💙📚Poetry (I readily admit it's not a genre I necessarily get, but my next look at books will be 15 poets & books, I've read & enjoyed)
15 poets, different styles
Author #5 / 15
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Drawing of Charles Causley by Stanley Simmonds. Causley born 1917 in Cornwall, died 2003, Cornwall. Cornish poet, school teacher, writer. Book cover. A Field of Vision by Charles Causley (1988) Cover in shades of yellow, red and green. 4 stars Book cover. Collected Poems 1951 - 1975 by Charles Causley (1975), not yet read. Red cover. Author's name in white and title in yellow.
September 11, 2025 at 3:15 PM
catsbearsandme.bsky.social
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I Am The Song by Charles Causley
I am the song that sings the bird. I am the leaf that grows the land. I am the tide that moves the moon. I am the stream that halts the sand. I am the cloud that drives the storm. I am the earth that lights the sun. I am the fire that strikes the stone. I am the clay that shapes the hand. I am the word that speaks the man.
July 14, 2026 at 4:58 PM
supergays-botd.bsky.social
Cornish poet and teacher Charles Causley was BOTD [24 August] in 1917 his war service and closeted gay sexuality formed the basis of #PatrickGale’s novel “Mother’s Boy”. #charlescausley #cornwall #bornonthisday
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English poet and teacher Charles Causley was BOTD in 1917. Born in Launceston, Cornwall to a working-class family, his father died when he was a child from injuries sustained during World War One. …
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August 26, 2025 at 6:26 AM
catsbearsandme.bsky.social
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Colonel Fazackerley Butterworth-Toast
by Charles Causley
Colonel Fazackerley Butterworth-Toast Bought an old castle complete with a ghost, But someone or other forgot to declare To Colonel Fazak that the spectre was there. On the very first evening, while waiting to dine, The Colonel was taking a fine sherry wine, When the ghost, with a furious flash and a flare, Shot out of the chimney and shivered, 'Beware!' Colonel Fazackerley put down his glass And said, 'My dear fellow, that's really first class! I just can't conceive how you do it at all. I imagine you're going to a Fancy Dress Ball?' At this, the dread ghost made a withering cry. Said the Colonel (his monocle firm in his eye), 'Now just how you do it, I wish I could think. Do sit down and tell me, and please have a drink.' The ghost in his phosphorous cloak gave a roar And floated about between ceiling and floor. He walked through a wall and returned through a pane And backed up the chimney and came down again. Said the Colonel, 'With laughter I'm feeling quite weak!' (As trickles of merriment ran down his cheek). 'My house-warming party I hope you won't spurn. You MUST say you'll come and you'll give us a turn!' At this, the poor spectre - quite out of his wits - Proceeded to shake himself almost to bits. He rattled his chains and he clattered his bones And he filled the whole castle with mumbles and moans. But Colonel Fazackerley, just as before, Was simply delighted and called out, 'Encore!' At which the ghost vanished, his efforts in vain, And never was seen at the castle again. 'Oh dear, what a pity!' said Colonel Fazak. 'I don't know his name, so I can't call him back.' And then with a smile that was hard to define, Colonel Fazackerley went in to dine.
April 6, 2025 at 3:46 PM
honor.bsky.social
#CharlesCausley @bbc4 transported me to Cornwall & back to primary school where Innocent's Song was my first loved poem
November 19, 2024 at 2:20 AM