Posted in Autobiographical, tagged flowers on 21/08/2019| 1 Comment »
This is a very quiet time in term of footprints on this blog so I am as usual pausing for a moment at this time of year. I’ll be picking up the threads again in September.
Below is a picture I took after my wife left some unexpected strands of beauty in the bath.
Posted in Autobiographical, Poems, tagged books, death, grief, reading, Ulysses on 19/08/2019| Leave a Comment »
After yet again recently revisiting the period of my father’s death in a poem, it seemed only fair to republish a few poems from an earlier sequence that will help put that in context. I have missed some from that sequence that don’t relate to the grief, and some others that I’ve only recently republished.
Posted in Autobiographical, Poems, tagged cancer, grief, morphine, poetry on 15/08/2019| Leave a Comment »
After yet again recently revisiting the period of my father’s death in a poem, it seemed only fair to republish a few poems from an earlier sequence that will help put that in context. I have missed some from that sequence that don’t relate to the grief, and some others that I’ve only recently republished.
Posted in Autobiographical, Poems, tagged Charles Dickens, death, poetry, reading on 12/08/2019| Leave a Comment »
After yet again recently revisiting the period of my father’s death in a poem, it seemed only fair to republish a few poems from an earlier sequence that will help put that in context. I have missed some from that sequence that don’t relate to the grief, and some others that I’ve only recently republished.
Posted in Autobiographical, Poems, tagged Bradley Headstone, Charles Dickens, Esther Summerson, morphine, mysticism on 08/08/2019| 2 Comments »
After yet again recently revisiting the period of my father’s death in a poem, it seemed only fair to republish a few poems from an earlier sequence that will help put that in context. I have missed some from that sequence that don’t relate to the grief, and some others that I’ve only recently republished.
Posted in Autobiographical, Poems, tagged grief, poetry, war on 05/08/2019| Leave a Comment »
After yet again recently revisiting the period of my father’s death in a poem, it seemed only fair to republish a few poems from an earlier sequence that will help put that in context. I have missed some from that sequence that don’t relate to the grief, and some others that I’ve only recently republished.
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