Politics without mercy, demonic world events, power without responsibility, nature takes flight. National Insecurity The Under Secretary leans forward and…
My uncle Lawrence Holford was killed by a Bristol Beaufighter. Maybe two. My father worshipped his older brother Laurie, and…
In an abundance of caution, Density reducing, I stay at home. I keep my social distance Leave bleach and hand…
One thing always leads to another on the intertubes and this particular ravel started with my friend David Nice. David…
These days find me busy clearing and chucking, sorting and sifting, storing and saving. Three truck loads of stuff cleared…
Yeats wrote the poem "The Wild Swans at Coole" (see Game of Swans) in 1916 /17 when he was staying…
Decomposition I have a picture I took in Bombay of a beggar asleep on the pavement: grey-haired, wearing shorts and…
A group of swans is a wedge when they're in flight, likely because of the shape a group of swans takes in…
I love this poem by Hans Magnus Enzensberger. It's a commentary on the fact that - even in the darkest…
Mustn't Grumble We mustn’t grumble We have wireless and cable And there’s food in the shops. Beyoncé had a birthday and…