Day 312
If you read this blog regularly, you may recall that I mentioned a few weeks ago that the vicar, Helge, who had married Marianne and me in the Norwegian Seamen’s… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Poetry
Day 305
Funny thing of the day. Got a scheduled phone call at work from AA whom I’ve not spoken to for an age. ‘I don’t need to ask you how you… Continue Reading
Day 302
I’ve got my timings wrong again today, and I’m typing this on my phone as Strictly starts (not that I’m a great fan of Halloween or Halloween specials). Finally,… Continue Reading
Day 295
CAPTAINS This island is adrift now From the world it tried To rule and destroyed Instead. Irrelevancy is Its brand in these days. Friendless, it turns the war On its… Continue Reading
Day 271
T, a friend of mine who used to be Bumfrey’s producer on BBC Radio Norfolk, posted a lovely picture of a moss-covered tree on her Instagram feed yesterday, and called… Continue Reading
Day 269
PUZZLES We’re always looking at puzzles The wrong way up, and missing the Obvious answers because our logic Is opposite to the instinct which Answers difficult questions. We had it… Continue Reading
Day 262
THE COUNTRY FALLS The country falls Silent. Christmas Day On a Monday In September. The nation mourns The hundreds of thousands Dead from covid, The excess deaths caused By underfunding… Continue Reading
Day 259
our heat our heat escapes us so quickly here the gone the ice returns and burns instead a contradiction like everything and we say life wasn’t meant to be easy… Continue Reading
Day 257
cupping the body the land stretched out an atlas to her fingers ley lines running every way which she can trace and understand the signal blocked here there and there… Continue Reading
Day 256
funereal procedures protocols rituals protests placards arrests public grief private secrets practiced masks peaceful objections criminalised orders servants uniforms divine proclamation tyranny subservience assumed required rising against rites worship imposed… Continue Reading