The invisible spinners,
Eternally working the threads:
Our friend is leaving, on her way,
Is here, she’s gone …
Bringing new intensities
To mundane routines.
In explaining the familiar
We can be reminded of
It’s forgotten powers.
The invisible spinners,
Eternally working the threads:
Our friend is leaving, on her way,
Is here, she’s gone …
Bringing new intensities
To mundane routines.
In explaining the familiar
We can be reminded of
It’s forgotten powers.
Sorry,
My true friend,
My old friend.
Sorry from
The bottom of my heart;
That – while I danced
With charming demons,
Made language-of-magic kites
Man hangs, happily distracted,
From a dream of smoke.
In another world; his
Friend is at one end
Of a fight-tense line.
Between them a woman whose
Skeleton is a charity-shop stool frame.
Across the smooth water
A thin stick holds up a man.
Me? I’m here; balancing unsteadily
On a reflection that shifts and
Cannot possibly be me
I’m not that colour, I’m not
That rigid, that tired, don’t
Look as old as the water
So faithlessly shows.
Delightful dry-wind friend,
White-winged day ghost –
Feathers cut from polished core of
Purest cumulus, sewn onto galleon jib sheets:
Spirit of summer-new.
Swimming powerfully through
Thick purple and lemon evening
Moor-top strata skies while,
Way below and way behind,
Earth and Heaven shiver with ecstasy.
Adventures in the life of an English allotment
Original Nature Photojournalism
Garden Blog of the Year 2016
Welcome to my world: digging, harvesting and other stuff
for your family
The evolution of an old farmhouse, an American woman, an Englishman and their dogs.
Sharing moments of life + motherhood to encourage fellow mommas
If you could go anywhere you wanted, where would you be headed right now?
surfing my tsunami
blowing through the cobwebs of my mind
Just another WordPress.com weblog
Writing the Wrong, Right, and Ridiculous
Life after the Care Farm
The most Dangerous plant to sleep under is the water lilly
Local History for Great Wyrley and Surrounding Areas
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
introspection & reflection, poetry & prose
Posts about old Hollywood, current concerns
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