Monthly Archives: January 2014

Editing rose hips

I was trying to sleep last night but kept on thinking that the poem about rose hips I posted yesterday had not reached its potential – I felt there was a meaning in it that I had not fully realised. I just finished working on it again and researched a bit about rose hips finding […]

What I saw today

I took the family dog for his walk again in an English winter. It is such a shock to the senses coming from the Australian summer and very stimulating as a result. The air and ground was drenched with moisture – no frost today. Again the chore of walking Barney brought me unexpected delights. Two […]

Weather beauty

I am in England, rather than Australia, at the moment. To help out family, I took the dog for a walk this morning in the misty cold winter. He is a good hound but walking him is a chore as he stops a lot. I have to force him along to get him to open […]

Spiegelworld orders me

Women made-up for a man’s dream stacked themselves with forearms trembling. Men flaunted lines that we love to trace, then wheeling and throwing fast in fearful cycles. We saw the sweat trickling down his back as he ached to balance branches of palm: pendulums swaying in sweet counterpoise. He looked wistfully at his creation before […]

Reflections on Elijah’s Mermaid

I am not a book reviewer per se, though I read reviews myself, but I find I must write about the book I have just finished: Elijah’s Mermaid by Essie Fox. I was astonished by it and it has taken on a special significance for me. Is this what happens when you find books you […]