The Canary Has all but Died. Given up the ghost. Called time on the miners. The children of the miners. This, the next step in the rape of society. Mrs T, 40 years ago Ended our communities and only now have people realised what was lost and are working to re-establish. Today, MrContinue reading “Canary in the mine”
A moment in Madrid Pedro Rudolfo Maria Jesuitical monk Prayer gown\ Cassock I stand in the sunshine And appreciate every ray As it falls onto my skin Sparrows are listening And An old man drops A wrapper Dyed black hair Scraped backwards, Glistening In the artificial light Truncheons OldContinue reading “Agus dei”
The thing about the Sgurr is that from below it looks frightening.
Who am I? I am who I understand myself to be as well as how everyone else sees me;
I remember… There are different forms of recollection – the first and most fundamental, is, ‘I remember,’ when we take images of the past and hold them in our mind’s eye. Ghosts, they dance before us, transient, temporary, some more vivid than others; The second recollection is when an old photo or film is shown;Continue reading “Memory 3”