by Henry Vaughan They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit ling’ring here; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear. It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast, Or those faint beams in which this hill is drest After the sun’s remove. I seeContinue reading “Friends Departed”
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Death Be Not Proud
by John Donne Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe, For, those, whom thou think’st, thou dost overthrow, Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill mee. From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee, Much pleasure, then from thee, much more mustContinue reading “Death Be Not Proud”
Love her or hate her you have to recognise Sylvia Plath’s poetry
Sylvia Plath, the tortured poet of the mid 20th century, has been dead for almost twice as long as she lived yet, almost 60 years after her death, the very mention of her name can start a literary war. Plath is is as close to Marmite woman as you can get. There are very fewContinue reading “Love her or hate her you have to recognise Sylvia Plath’s poetry”
Death comes too close for comfort
Dealing with death becomes a part of life for many journalists, especially those working on regional dailies or weeklies when the people involved are part of their community. Whether it is a case of natural death, by old age or a long-term illness, or sudden death by accident or design (a house fire or fallContinue reading “Death comes too close for comfort”
Robin's Nest 