Told with an evident truth as unflinching as it is tender

I recently read Father and Son by the writer and poet  Edmund Gosse. This ‘memoir’ was written in 1907 and subtitled ‘a study of two temperaments.’ I was reminded of … Continue reading Told with an evident truth as unflinching as it is tender

Meet you at the statue in an hour

I was late, 6 minutes, 26 seconds late [to be exact] still you smiled. The statue did not matter. It was the meeting, your eyes, that smile.

Tak tent o’ time

In Under Milkwood we are reminded in hairt-beat-words/sounds that ‘TIME PASSES. LISTEN. TIME PASSES’. Keir Home Farm:

‘It is said that he had 3 years’ work in his studio’

Alexander Brodie was a most talented sculptor. He died 100 years before I was born. He is buried not far from my great-great-great grandfather in St Clement’s Churchyard, Footdee. This … Continue reading ‘It is said that he had 3 years’ work in his studio’