Since it is the first Sunday in March, as well as the second day of Karen’s month-long Reading Wales 2025 event, I will share a poem written by Gillian Clarke about the joys of rising early one Sunday morning before turning to the daily papers and there finding news of war, famine, cruelty and terrorism.
At the start of a new month we look at books read and reviewed, discover some of the best writing about literature on the blogosphere, make an exciting announcement regarding Dewithon 2025, focus on past posts deserving to be read and highlight fascinating features from across the Internet.
Here I share a few thoughts and feelings about Dewithon (aka Reading Wales) and its future.