by Geoffrey Hill (b. 1932) When snow like sheep lay in the fold And wind went begging at the door, And the far hills were blue with cold, And a cloud shroud lay on the moor, She kept the siege. And every day We watched her brooding over death Like a strong bird above itsContinue reading “In Memory Of Jane Fraser”
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Aberfan
by Owain Glyn The sky was grey and sullen Shrapnel rain struck window pane. Inside sat fresh scrubbed faces Pink with expectation. Hair, filled with mischief Notes passed, with intention. Teachers with vocation Intent on revelation. Unearthly sounds reverberated Silent breaths were held. Death’s hounds were near, and convocated Close upon this ground. Suddenly, theContinue reading “Aberfan”
Sorrow
by Li Qingzhao (1084‐1155) I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and languish Anon to wander and wonder, glare, stare and start Flesh chill’d Ghost thrilled With grim dart And keen canker of rankling anguish. Sudden a gleam Of fair weather felt But fled as fast – and the ice-coldContinue reading “Sorrow”
Life
by Charlotte Brontë (1816-1855) Life, believe, is not a dream So dark as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, But these are transient all; If the shower will make the roses bloom, O why lament its fall? Rapidly, merrily, Life’s sunny hours flit by,Continue reading “Life”
Becoming The Man My Father Always Was
by Dónall Dempsey (b: 1956 in the Curragh of Kildare, Ireland) Each night I would follow you through the rituals of what you had to do being Daddy. I wanted to be Daddy too. Mimicking your gait becoming an exact copy of you trailing along in your footsteps like a lone seagull following in theContinue reading “Becoming The Man My Father Always Was”
Sorrow
by David Herbert Lawrence (1885-1930) Why does the thin grey strand Floating up from the forgotten Cigarette between my fingers, Why does it trouble me? Ah, you will understand; When I carried my mothr downstairs, A few times only, at the beginning Of her soft-foot malady. I should find, for a reprimand To my gaiety,Continue reading “Sorrow”
Abandoned Dog
by Robert W Service (1874-1958) They dumped it on a lonely road, Then like a streak they sped; And as along the way I strode I thought that it was dead: And then I saw that yelping pup Rise, race to catch them up. You know how silly wee dogs are. It thought they wereContinue reading “Abandoned Dog”
Volcano that sleeps
by Emmanuel George Cefai (b. 1955) When the volcano sleeps The clouds gather round like hawks on the face Of a frowning heaven. The volcano sleeps And dreams Of lava red and scalding And smokes from vents All spurting. And it was night And above circled high The night-stars Frightened The bats flew, now andContinue reading “Volcano that sleeps”
The Sick Lion And The Ass
by Jonathan Swift (1667-1745) A lion sunk by time’s decay, Too feeble grown to hunt his prey, Observed his fatal hour draw nigh: He drooped and laid him down to die. There came by chance a savage boar, Who trembled oft to hear him roar, But when he saw him thus distressed He tore andContinue reading “The Sick Lion And The Ass”
Good And Bad Children
by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894) Children, you are very little, And your bones are very brittle; If you would grow great and stately, You must try to walk sedately. You must still be bright and quiet, And content with simple diet; And remain, through all bewild’ring, Innocent and honest children. Happy hearts and happy faces,Continue reading “Good And Bad Children”
Robin's Nest 