Tag Archives: Time

MAKE THE MOST OF IT

What is “It” that we should make the most of it? What have we that we can justly boast of it? We have inherited our share of wealth; and karma and good sense have brought us health. Time weighs not … Continue reading

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GET UNSTUCK

Leaves from the Tree of Life; brown and withered, dried with growing old, dislodged by the touch of Time; or green, with veins still swelling with rising sap, torn free by an untimely wind. What are they, these dancing treasures? … Continue reading

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JUNE

A dry June and roses and honeysuckle tumble in riotous flower down the path, below the gate, in anticipation of drought. They rush slowly (keeping vegetable time) towards the battlefield of fern and bramble which flows, inconclusively, to the cliff … Continue reading

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THIS YEAR

This year mixes spring and summer here, a sharp wind chasing baking heat. Hawthorn hangs like snow in clusters with gorse and last year’s bracken at its feet, turning the whole cliff into an in-between season. Beyond the hills lie … Continue reading

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BANDS

Down on the plains the air is thick with dust and shouting. (Even the animals shout as they are goaded to where they do not want to go from where they do not want to be). All curse and squabble … Continue reading

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TREMATON CASTLE

The great Bailey wall keeps the outside out. Inside, the silence settles like sediment in a pool. But there are sounds that do not disturb the dust and images that bend no light waves. A timeless, parallel world littered with … Continue reading

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GNOMON

The shadow of the gnomon slides at a steady rate. Even if the dial is ancient, the time itself is up to date. Though the train sleeps in the station, the sun just will not wait. And the ever moving … Continue reading

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