by Perry Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822) I As I lay in Italy There came a voice from over the Sea And with great power it forth led me To walk in the visions of Poesy. II I met Murder on the way – He had a mask like Castlereagh – Very smooth he looked, yet grim;Continue reading “The Masque of Anarchy”
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Never mind the windmills – look for the memories
Noel Harrison once sang about “The Windmills of your Mind” – a place where you turn and keep turning like the sails of a windmill, chasing yourself in circles. In a way our minds really are like this, labyrinthine corridors with doors wherever you turn – each requiring a special key before you can openContinue reading “Never mind the windmills – look for the memories”
Alone
by Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849) From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; AndContinue reading “Alone”
Once
Michael Rosen, born 1946 – and still going strong Once there was a boy who wanted to be beautiful and a girl who wanted to be strong. The boy was worried that he wasn’t beautiful enough. The girl was worried that she wasn’t strong enough. One day they went out to seek their fortunes. ButContinue reading “Once”
Nothing beats a Beetle on an icy mountain road
When you write a feature piece for a newspaper you need a hook to hang it on. After all you cannot do a piece on a school trip abroad and present it as an essay “What I did in my holidays”. I was lucky with my feature on the Rhyl Grammar School trip to aContinue reading “Nothing beats a Beetle on an icy mountain road”
Television
by Roald Dahl (1916-1990) The most important thing we’ve learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your television set- Or better still, just don’t install The idiotic thing at all. In almost every house we’ve been, We’ve watched them gaping at the screen. They loll and slop andContinue reading “Television”
Promises Like Piecrust
Christina Rossetti (1830-1894) Promise me no promises, So will I not promise you: Keep we both our liberties, Never false, and never true: Let us hold the die uncast, Free to come as free to go: For I cannot know your past, And of mine what can you know? You so warm, may once haveContinue reading “Promises Like Piecrust”
Better to be a big fish than a tiddler
I wonder at times if being a big fish in a small pond is better than being a small fish in a big pond. In one you feel important and have a sense that the little fish are looking up to you thinking: “One day I’ll be the big fish and all the little fishContinue reading “Better to be a big fish than a tiddler”
Kissing frogs is a job for a princess
A princess who wants to find her prince will have to kiss a lot of frogs during the search. A young reporter seeking a page one byline will have to type up a lot of funeral and wedding reports on the way. The late 60s was still a time when weekly newspapers were considered aContinue reading “Kissing frogs is a job for a princess”
Caught having a crafty fag behind the bike sheds
Time to take another trip back in time and find out how young Robin Ace Reporter coped as the 60s came to an end. The first of my block release training courses in Cardiff came to an end and it was time to head home, not just for the weekend but for the next 10Continue reading “Caught having a crafty fag behind the bike sheds”
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