depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
I HEARD the old, old men say,‘Everything alters,And one by one we drop away.’They had hands like claws, and their kneesWere twisted like the old thorn-treesBy the waters.I heard the old, old men say,‘All that’s beautiful drifts awayLike the waters.’ The Old Men Admiring… Continue Reading “Like the waters”
“It amazes me when mistchloroforms the fieldsand wipes out whatever world exists… …and a crowcalls down to me in its treetop voicethat there are webs and dripsand actualities up there” Mist ~ Alice Oswald A cold spell followed by a warm front brought two… Continue Reading “Making the most of Mist & Minimalism”
…”The glass conceals, till (splitting sun) it dancesLanterns in lanes of light its own streaked image.” Glass Grain ~ Charles Tomlinson At Doggett’s Coat & Badge pub by the Thames (named after Thomas Doggett, the original organiser of the 300 year old London Bridge… Continue Reading “A cornered conceit”
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