The world rushes by
people we loved die
& the world does not stop
astoundingly.
We pause
but the world
does not stop.
~ Erica Jong, The World Began with Yes
Erica Jong has a new volume of poetry out. I have been living inside its pages.
Drugs and British politicians: a bonus post — Notes from the U.K.
As I write this, half the Conservative Party is in the running to be the next party leader and, in a kind of two-for-one offer that’s built into British politics, since the Conservatives are the ruling party, the next prime minister. For at least a brief time, since the Conservatives have a fragile hold on […]
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If you’re not following this blog, you should be. This is an especially amusing and relevant post. ~ Rxx
Roses and Silence
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
~Wendell Berry
New
There will come a time
Yes
even for you
when life
will ask of you
the impossible
I have no
magic
Sometimes
I pretend I do
but I don’t
Its a kind of
gossamer world
that makes my eyes
sparkle
keeps my dreams
alive
The only thing
I think I know
Is that nothing
stays the same,
lasts forever
There is no
magic elixir
no obscure
incantation
no absolute
and forever
healing
There is only
beginning again
20 May 2019
West Sussex
Hello
I used to wish
for closure
for proper
goodbyes
With time
and loss
comes
a kind of
knowing
like
blood flowing
like pollen
dancing
in sunlight
Now I know
I just needed
more Hellos.
17 May 2019
West Sussex
