Where my poems come from. I don;t deign my work with the title poetry, I think of them as thoughts I idly write down. I am not a natural poet I was brought up by a natural poet and her work has always filled my mind. So, for those of you who want to know,…
Category: Quotidial
If Blue Skies Are Not Enough
My uncle once looked into the distance from a road and pointed to a hill on top of which grew eight large trees. He looked at their shape their crowns made and said, “Only god could make that.” I was a teenager and felt it churlish to point out that the trees had been planted…
King Arthur
I used to love reading about Camelot which is really strange when you think what the knights were really like; I didn’t find reading about the Crusades half as appealing not did I take to reading about Charlemagne and Roland. And it wasn’t the dragons, evil witches, or eventful love-stories I enjoyed most. It was…
Travelling With Four Legs
The first dog I ever remember was a Labrador/Boxer cross who lived with us until I was nine years old. She had two puppies and the father visited to see how they were the day they were born. The fastest dog I ever knew was Bella a terrier cross who outran a Whippet in our…
How To Make Wisdom
The first thing you have to understand, and it is not easy, is that you do not have to be human to be wise. Some people, of course, find that perverse and strange but the reason it is important is because we often say ‘nature is wise’, and many other times we say ‘it happened…
Theme And Substance
I did my interview with Lars Larson, a very popular radio show host in America. I understand these ‘one theme’ shows are common but it came as a culture shock to me that a radio show would try to steer every conversation and every guest into denigration of one political faction. I did suggest to…
The Endless Search
I have heard many people talking about ‘finding themselves’ over the years and the myriad ways they go about it, I have often wondered what this idea of ‘self’ actually is. It is of course vitally important, perhaps the most important idea of any, as it does inform us of how we should act in…
Do We Understand Each Other
The simple answer is, ‘only if we make an effort.’ I think my upbringing, being with a single parent who happened to be one of the great beauties of her age and one of the most talented poets of the century, is not going to be typical by anyone’s standards. But I think if you…
The Eve Of War
I know the sea is made of tears for I Have wept them all; I know the air is made Of sighs for I have felt them all and cried Out all the world’s nightmares which cannot fade With the dawn. There is no battle I am Not weary from; no dirt that does not…
The Birds And The Trees
In one of the fields in which I walk everyday there is a copse of trees. There are about thirty trees spanning an entire corner of a field. I have no idea why they have been left there the land is ploughable, but there they are. Some are pine, the rest are beech, sycamore and…