Vivendo discimus
The Antiquary worries: that today’s Science has lost the place of T I M E in our lives. [a poem for now, then, and all that may become]
Category: Poems
A few poems by Hole Ousia or favourites of those poets far more special.
Who would reclaim the mind from ill
St Fort, Newport, Fife. Demolished 1957. This film is for mothers and daughters: for you hold mankind together. All images from RCHAMS. Opening voice: Ian McEwan (Radio Scotland, April 2019) … Continue reading Who would reclaim the mind from ill
Pica, pica, pica
words from Hame graphic and poem by Peter. Magpie If only I could soar like an eagle to see the world as I cannot. I am a magpie in … Continue reading Pica, pica, pica
a person has to be transcendent somewhere
Cherry trees flowering in the play-park beside our house. From the garden I heard a grandfather who was playing hide-and-seek with his grandchild: “coming, ready or not!”
