by Dylan Thomas from Under Milk Wood Every morning when I wake, Dear Lord a little prayer I make, O please to keep a loving eye, On all poor creatures born to die. And every evening at sundown I ask a blessing on the town, For whether we last the night or no I’m sureContinue reading “Sunset Poem (Eli Jenkin’s Prayer)”
Author Archives: Robin
Those who were left behind
Eighty years ago today my father was celebrating his 25th birthday – somewhere in France. It was a week before the mass evacuation of the British Expeditionary Force from the French port of Dunkirk. Unfortunately Sgt. David Pierce, RAMC, did not get to Dunkirk with his ambulance convoy. My father was studying at the LiverpoolContinue reading “Those who were left behind”
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
by Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night,Old age should burn and rave at close of day;Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right,Because their words had forked no lightning theyDo not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the lastContinue reading “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night”
Back to school – staying home
Home schooling is not easy, as many parents are discovering during this crisis. That does not mean it can not be done and done well. In the 80s I spent two years working in Oman as night editor of the state-owned daily newspaper. After a few months my wife and children joined me but itContinue reading “Back to school – staying home”
Sonnet I
by William Shakespeare From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty’s rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou contracted to thy own bright eyes, Feed’st thy light’s flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thy self thyContinue reading “Sonnet I”
Time out
Hope you liked the Larkin this morning. Taking time out today to have a virtual chat with the family. Back tomorrow morning in poetical mood and then the neverending story goes on.
The Whitsun Weddings
by Philip Larkin That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till aboutOne-twenty on the sunlit SaturdayDid my three-quarters-empty train pull out,All windows down, all cushions hot, all sense Of being in a hurry gone. We ranBehind the backs of houses, crossed a streetOf blinding windscreens, smelt the fish-dock; thence The river’s level drifting breadth began,Where sky andContinue reading “The Whitsun Weddings”
Summertime and the lovin’ is …. not that easy
In 1965 in the UK Harold Wilson was Prime Minister; wartime PM Winston Churchill was given a state funeral; Liverpool won the FA Cup for the first time; Ian Smith was preparing to declare UDI in Rhodesia; the Beatles first film ‘Help” was released; capital punishment was ended; Kenneth Tynan was the first person toContinue reading “Summertime and the lovin’ is …. not that easy”
Sea Virus
by Gwyneth Lewis I knew I should never have gone below but I did, and the fug of bilges and wood caught me aback. The sheets of my heart snapped taut to breaking, as a gale stronger than longing filled the sail inside me. To be shot of land and its woodsmoke! To feel theContinue reading “Sea Virus”
What a year
I have to admit 1965 turned out to be quite a year. Leaving grammar school at 15 was not a usual occurrence in the 60s. The point is I didn’t fit in. If a lesson interested me then I gave it my full attention. The problem was that other than English the major part ofContinue reading “What a year”