There is something about this woodland spot. This unlovely wooden bridge across the river Chor. I stop here often, as now.
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Commentary piece; usually sociopolitical views.
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Reflections from a soggy Wednesday morning
Although the rain has stopped it is still too wet and cool to spend much time outside. I breakfast in the conservatory; light some incense, take some tea and eat overnight oats.
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Trees — the ultimate not-for-profit entity?
When you look at a tree —perhaps you are walking in the woods— what is it you see?
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Passing thought …
I no longer call this meditation. Sitting here out in the arbor at the end of the garden.
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Poet Spotlight — Czeslaw Milosz
The latest in an occasional series of features spotlighting my favourite poets and-or poems.
From time to time I may claim lots of poets to be my favourite poet. But the one I most consistently hail as my favourite is … Czeslaw Milosz (Lithuanian-born, Polish native).
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Activity update
Last weekend was the wedding of my youngest son. It took place in a stunning woodland clearing in Scotland. The whole day (weekend, even) was so beautiful and emotional that … frankly it has left me drained.
I have so many memories and inspirations and derivations from the whole time, butI cannot find yet the energy to write.
It will come in time.
For the moment I am enjoying the now … and flowing-on.
Peace 🙏
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The liars are winning …
Over this lifetime I’ve been disabused of many views. Beliefs I once held inviolate have been challenged and toppled … yes, this IS just another bleating rant, sorry. I need to let off steam from time to time.
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Poet Spotlight — Julia Vinograd
I thought I’d do an occasional feature spotlighting some of my favourite poets and-or poems. Here I spotlight Julia Vinograd — very probably my favourite poet ever.
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No need to read …
When I’m down —working through life’s stuff—I need to write; even though what I write may make no sense, still the stream needs to flow to paper. As electricity to earth. This is such a piece. I don’t expect it to be read. Readers may move along now.
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