Tag: Robert Browning

isolation #17

For many of us, hearing has become the dominant form of social interaction – I listen out for the phone calls from family, the text message alerts, the ping that tells me another funny or heart-warming video has come through from a far away… Continue Reading “isolation #17”

Ripples of mirth

This autumn morning! How he sets his bonesTo bask i’ the sun, and thrusts out knees and feetFor the ripple to run over in its mirth; Robert Browning ~ Among the rocks Sunday Sayings: A pick from the poets, writers or scriptures to match the photo

wall of silence

“O the old wall here! How I could passLife in a long midsummer day,My feet confined to a plot of grass,My eyes from a wall not once away!”~ Robert Browning Sunday Sayings – A pick from the poets, writers or scriptures