Category Archives: Blondin
Self-justification seeks to editso that things don’t seem quite the same.The aim, of course, is to claim the credit(and leave someone else to take the blame). .
Don’t place too much relianceon the label on the tin.Open it and taste what lurks within. (Even the salesman’s lengthy explanationhas more to do with sales than information). And when it wags its tailand barks that it’s a cat,well, I … Continue reading
The scent of the rosefades in the dry airand the roses themselvesshrivel and fall. The Rose Garden toosuccumbs to the developerand his high-rise flatswhich brush against the sky. Red bricks give wayto changing architectural fashionor a motorwayor a bomb. And … Continue reading
Here the descendants of Bosworth Fieldbuilt their Eden from forest, bracken, heath;bred partridge, pheasant, boar and deer,then cast their shadow of darkening fear,stretched out their handsand filled their woods with death. Built Tudor house and Tudor fort,enclosed the land with … Continue reading
The great Bailey wallkeeps the outside out. Inside, the silence settleslike sediment in a pool. But there are soundsthat do not disturb the dustand imagesthat bend no light waves. A timeless, parallel worldlittered with the jetsam of Time. In the … Continue reading
In the dark tabernacle,a shaft of sunlightillumines the heartand shines througha million years of dust. Clouds and clouds of swirlingdustspirallingthrough the lightwhich spills in a golden poolon damp, grey stone and iron rust. When the light movesit does not take … Continue reading
We peer into the shadowswhere yesterday’s sunlight glows,trying to capture and holdyesterday’s sunlit gold. We peer into tomorrowto predict and plotwhere that sun will likely go(but where, perhaps, it will not). Today’s sunshine still blazesits disc ever overhead.Past and future … Continue reading