Tag: lockdown

First day back

Published on by Laura Bloomsbury5 Comments 
What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?
Ah, solving that question
Brings the priest and the doctor
In their long coats
Running over the fields.

Philip Larkin

Commitments, illness and a general feeling of ennui have left this blog gathering dust since long before Christmas. My camera sulks in a bottom drawer, poetry is paucity, and another bout of lockdown has me hibernating. But Larkin is spot on: ‘where can we live but days‘? And the sun summoned my cabin-fevered body forth for a local walkabout – seeing beauty even in the least of picturesque landscapes of puddled muddy fields under a bright sky.