by Salvatore Quasimodo There is still the wind that I rememberfiring the manes of horses, racingslanting, across the plains,the wind that stains and scours the sandstone,and the heart of gloomy columns, telamons,Overthrown in the grass. Spirit of the ancients, greywith the rancour, return on the wind,breathe in that feather-light mossthat covers those giants, hurled downContinue reading “Street in Agrigentum”
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Lovely or loathsome – the wide world of animals holds them all
By now I take it you will be aware that I have a great fondness for nature in general and wildlife in particular. When I was little we had a Welsh collie called Scrap and I thought the world of him. He had been part of the household long before I arrived, in fact beforeContinue reading “Lovely or loathsome – the wide world of animals holds them all”
Let’s get back to nature
No, I’m not suggesting we shuck off our threads and get back to the way nature intended us to be. My hippy days are long gone and I wouldn’t want to scare the horses. I really do mean getting back to nature and helping out the wildlife at the same time. Marion has always beenContinue reading “Let’s get back to nature”
In Petrovsky Park
by Vladislav Khodasevich 1886-1939 He hung without swaying Thin belt on branch’s bend. His hat – a black remainder Marred freshly combed sand. Left palm pierced by the nails, Of still yet stiffened hand. The sun ascended slowly For noon its horses set, He faced the morning Helios In somber tet-a-tet. The man with frozenContinue reading “In Petrovsky Park”
School’s out
Most of the narrative here has been centred on school where friends (and a few foes) were made. Oddly enough my life outside school was just as busy, in fact more so. From 1960 to the time I left Rhyl in 1972 my life outside school centred round horse-riding, sailing and treading the boards atContinue reading “School’s out”
Robin's Nest 