You take the high road or the low road – I’m heading down the middle

Please note: If you are a fan of Vladimir Putin or Volodymyr Zelenskyy you might not be keen on what I have to say in this article. The war (or military operation or invasion – take your pick) in Ukraine has very clearly polarised opinion in this country. We all know and love or loatheContinue reading “You take the high road or the low road – I’m heading down the middle”

Yon Wild Mossy Mountain

by Robert Burns 1759-1796 Yon wild mossy mountains sae lofty and wide, That nurse in their bosom the youth o’ the Clyde, Where the grouse lead their coveys thro’ the heather to feed, And the shepherd tends his flock as he pipes on his reed. Not Gowrie’s rich valley, nor Forth’s sunny shores, To meContinue reading “Yon Wild Mossy Mountain”

Amidst the Noisy Ball . . .

by Aleksander Pushkin 1799-1837 Amidst the noisy ball, in Hell Of everyday distress, I’ve seen you, but the secret’s veil Was covering your face. Your fair eyes were sad and bright, And voice was so sweet, As sound of a pipe apart Or murmur of the sea. I’ve liked your fine and slender waist, AndContinue reading “Amidst the Noisy Ball . . .”

Taliesin in 1952

by RS Thomas 1913-2000 I have been all men known to history, Wondering at the world and at time passing; I have seen evil, and light blessing Innocent love under a spring sky. I have been Merlin wandering in the woods Of a far country, where the winds waken Unnatural voices, my mind broken ByContinue reading “Taliesin in 1952”

Farewell to a comfortable office life and it’s hey ho for the open road

Having made my decision to move on it was not just a simple case of finish work as a journalist at 5pm on a Friday and start working as a roadie for a puppet show at 9am on the following Monday morning. Giving up the flat would be a bit of wrench. It was theContinue reading “Farewell to a comfortable office life and it’s hey ho for the open road”

Who needs to run away to the circus I found my place in a puppet show

My father was a good man. He didn’t lay down the law when I was growing up, instead he led by example. He was gentle and considerate, I never heard him swear and he only shouted at me once – I deserved it. There is one piece of advice he gave me in my teensContinue reading “Who needs to run away to the circus I found my place in a puppet show”

Ice and Fire

Edmund Spenser 1552-1599 My love is like to ice, and I to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat? Or how comes it that my exceeding heat Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold, ButContinue reading “Ice and Fire”

Love and the Gentle Heart

by Dante Alighieri 1265-1331 Love and the gentle heart are one thing, just as the poet says in his verse, each and the other one as well divorced as reason from the mind’s reasoning. Nature creates love, and then creates love king, and makes the heart a palace where he’ll stay, perhaps a shorter orContinue reading “Love and the Gentle Heart”

Springtime carries you forward – and promises a glorious summer

The Spring of 1973 was a glorious time. As far as I was concerned the sun shone every day; I was raking in the stories for the Standard Recorder; my circle of socialist-minded friends was widening; my social circle was a round of fun, parties and theatre; and I was getting to spend more andContinue reading “Springtime carries you forward – and promises a glorious summer”

Love – a many splendour’d thing but very personal

Love is a very personal thing and is not always full of sweet moments. Three poets can look at love and even if they are close, with similar backgrounds, each will have had a different experience. If you lose the love of your life, no matter what the reason, it can be painful but theContinue reading “Love – a many splendour’d thing but very personal”